Sprinter аккорды от
Dave
Dave
Central Cee
Central Cee
(Официальная версия)

2023Хип-хопПросмотров: 1.5K
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Тональность: Bb minorСложность: Лёгкий
Intro 1
Gm
A7
Dm
Dm
Verse 1
Gm
A7
The mandem too inconsiderate
Dm
Five-star hotels smoking cigarette
Mixin' codeine up with the phenergan
Gm
She got thick but she wanna get thin again
A7
Drinkin' apple cider vinegar
Wearin' Skim
Dm
'cause she wanna be Kim and 'em
Uh, alright
I know that you're bad, stop actin'
Gm
innocent
A7
We ain't got generational wealth
Bbmaj7
It's only a year that I've had these millions
F
My whip could've been in the Tokyo Drift
Gm
'cause it's fast and furious
A7
I went from the Toyota Yaris to Urus
They had their chance but blew it
Dm
Now this gyal want me in her uterus
Chorus 1
Fuck it, I'm rich, let's do it
Gm
Take a look at these diamonds wrong
A7
It's a life of squitin', can't just stare
Dm
With bae through thick and thin
She already thick, so I'm halfway there
Gm
Brown and bad
A7
Couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there
Dm
F
One hundred meters, huh
I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter
Gm
(uh)
A7
One hundred eaters
Bbmaj7
They won't fit in one SUV (nah)
F
Gm
S-O-S, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal,
A7
too many-many gyal, I got
Dm
They can last me the next two weeks (uh, huh)
Verse 2
Alright, like send the address through
Gm
A7
(please) SUV, the outside white
Dm
The inside brown like Michael Jack
More time man build a line and trap
Gm
Spend like I don't even like my stack
A7
Pistol came on a Irish ferry
Dm
Let go and it sound like a tap dance
The way that I ball
No yellow, the ref have to give me
a black card
Gm
Who did what we're doin' with rap?
A7
Man couldn't sell out his show
Bbmaj7
after all them years of doin' the cap
F
Sprinter, two gyal in a van
Gm
Inter, two man in Milan
A7
Heard one of my tings datin' P. Diddy
Dm
Need twenty percent of whatever she bags
Verse 3
Outside, my head in my hands
Gm
A7
I told her my name is Cench
Dm
She said "no, the one on your birth certificate"
Your boyfriend ran from that diamond test
Gm
'Cause they weren't legitimate (nah)
A7
Dm
She Turkish-Cypriot but her curves Brazilian
I want her and bro wants her
Gm
A7
(affiliate) I'm cheap, still hit a chick like
Bbmaj7
"yo, can I borrow your Netflix?"
She a feminist, she think I'm sexist
F
Twistin' my words, I think she dyslexic
Gm
Give me my space, I'm intergalactic
A7
Dm
Before I give you my Insta password
I'll give you the pin to my AmEx
Verse 4
Huh, alright
Gm
A7
This ain't stainless steel, it's platinum
Dm
Dinner table, I got manners, huh
T-shirt tucked in, napkin
Gm
"Still loadin'" that's the caption
A7
I've only amounted a minimal fraction
Dm
Eat good, I got indigestion
Bare snow in my hood, no Aspen
Gm
Can't get rid of my pain with Aspirin
A7
Dave just came in a Aston, I'm makin' that
Bbmaj7
Maybach Music (Maybach Music)
F
They're tryna insult my intelligence,
Gm
sometimes I may act stupid
A7
I never went Uni, I been on a campus
Dm
selling cocaine to students
If bro let the drumstick beat
Then something gon' leak,
Chorus 2
we ain't playin' exclusives
Gm
Take a look at these diamonds wrong
A7
It's a life of squitin', can't just stare
Dm
With bae through thick and thin
She already thick, so I'm halfway there
Gm
Brown and bad
A7
Couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there
Dm
F
One hundred meters, huh
I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter
Gm
(uh)
A7
One hundred eaters
Bbmaj7
They won't fit in one SUV (nah)
F
Gm
S-O-S, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal,
A7
too many-many gyal, I got
Dm
They can last me the next two weeks (uh, huh)
Verse 5
Alright, like send the address through
Gm
(please) Fire for a wife beater
A7
Can't rock with that, I ain't wearin' a vest
Dm
Man have to send her therapy
She got a E cup bra, a lot on her chest
Gm
I'm in Jamaica, Oracabess'
A7
Hit a lick, went Cash Converters
Dm
That don't work, it's pawn, no chess
I'm doin' more and talkin' less
Gm
I love chillin' with broke bitches
Man book one flight and they all impressed
Bbmaj7
I'm in the G63
F
The car hug me like a friend
through twist and turns
Gm
Man livin' for nyash and dyin' for nyash,
A7
it's fucked
Don't know which one's worse,
Dm
I'm fucked
Bags in his and hers
Verse 6
What's hers is hers, what's mine is too
Gm
Heard that girl is a gold digger
A7
It can't be true if she dated you
Dm
AP baby blue, paper's pink
I'd probably hate me too
Gm
You ever spent six figures
A7
and stared at bae like
"Look what you made me do"?
Dm
Yeah, (alright) started with a Q,
didn't wait in line
Gm
Weird, I'm askin' my Blasian one
A7
"Why you so focused on your Asian side?"
Bbmaj7
I know that the jack boys pray
F
that they get to the clubs and Dave's inside
Gm
A7
Dm

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