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[Intro: Young Jeezy & Lil Wayne]
(Ear Drummers!)
Yeah, yeah
Mike WiLL Got-It
Yeah, uh

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Am                                   F     G
Yeah the flow is ice cold, but I'm a hot boy
Am                                            F     G
You out here fuckin' anything then you's a thot, boy (damn)
Am                                   F     G
What you call a dozen bricks? A bouquet, nigga (woo)
Am                            F     G
Only trust them two letters, AK, nigga (boom)
Am                                   F     G
Yola whippin', I'm the chef, gourmet, nigga (Young)
Am                                   F       G
That Rollie lookin' like it's doin' ballet, nigga (dance)
Am                                   F     G
House six stories, nigga, that's a true story (story)
Am                             F     G
Rafaela Cuban linkin', call me 2:40
Am                                                F     G
Yeah I swear these thirsty bitches need to drink some water (water)
Am                                    F       G
I'm just tryna put a hundred mil' up for my daughter (daughter)
Am                                         F     G
Straight player, yeah I think I got that from my father (uh)
  Am                                          F     G
Coupe don't cost a half a mil', dawg don't even bother
Am                                       F     G
Catch-catch me with the gang, gang, I'm gang affiliated (hey)
Am                                         F      G
If I want it, go get it, never hesitated (never hesitated, uh)
Am                                   F     G
I can stretch that 28 a long way, nigga (yeah)
Am                                   F     G
I can count these blue hundreds all day, nigga

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Am
Big house, long hallways
F                   G
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga (all day, yeah)
Am
I'm the shit all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
F                     G
Yeah, poppin' shit all day, nigga
Am
Fireworks, big house, long hallways
F                        G
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga (all day, yeah)
Am
Whip the shit all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
F                 G
Yeah, whip the shit all day, nigga

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Am
Whip it like a big booty bitch
F               G
Like a cup of coffee with a spoon in it
Am
There's a pot of gold, no food in it
F               G
Culinary arts like the students in
Am
I'm the teacher, baby, Chef Tunechi in
F               G
And I whip it hard if it come easy
Am
Whip it up like I'm Young Jeezy
F               G
Free pussy and Free Meechie
Am
Big smoke got me deep breathin'
F               G
Deep dick got her sweet dreamin'
Am
You ain't shit, you just pre-season
F                       G
You ain't lit, you just pre-heated
Am
Can't quit, I'ma keep leanin'
F               G
Smoke gas, I'ma keep premium
Am
Green, green, in the money scene, yeah
F               G
Dope man with a hundred needles
Am
No ass ever come between us
F                  G
Dirty cash, not a money cleaner
Am
Use the black card to split the coke
F               G
Jungle fever, cheatin' on the Visa
Am
Speakin' of jungle, bitch work at Cheetahs
F                       G
Had stripes since my first Adidas
Am
Bought pints now I purchase liters
F                       G
Shark bite, I'm a person eater
Am
Walk light on the dirt beneath you
F                       G
I'm in the throne and you in the bleachers
Am
All day long, even on the weekends
F                              G
Get off my lawn, cuttin' on the sprinklers, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Am
Big house, long hallways
F                       G
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga
Am
Yeah, I'm the shit all day, nigga
F                  G
Yeah, presidential suite or the penthouse

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Am
Black skinny jeans, get the lint out
F                                       G
Damn, I left my lint roller at your bitch's house
Am
That's his house
F                       G
She sent some nude pics for me to pick out
Am                              F          G
The pussy fat and clean like a pig, I'ma pig out
Am                                      F             G
Yeah I'm Blood, but I got some cool Crips that I can send out
Am                                      F               G
Ain't no loose lips, take the cruise ship, ain't tryna swim out
Am                                      F             G
Brrrt, brrrt, that the money counter, let it print out
Am                                 F             G
Brrrt, brrrt, that's the Uzi, we call it big mouth
Am                               F             G
Huh, I lost my mind but I'm still mastermindin'
Am                                      F             G
Tryna find the silver linin', find 'em, pat 'em, line 'em
Am                                   F             G
Cut his head off, cut his arms off, look like Aphrodite
Am                             F             G
Young Money all day, nigga, and mañana

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Am
Big house, long hallways
F                   G
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga (all day, yeah)
Am
I'm the shit all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
F                     G
Yeah, poppin' shit all day, nigga
Am
Fireworks, big house, long hallways
F                        G
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga (all day, yeah)
Am
Whip the shit all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
F                 G
Yeah, whip the shit all day, nigga

[Outro: Lil Wayne & Jeezy]
Am                            F             G
I store that cocaine on that gutta bitch
Am                           F            G
Yeah, they can't check her left and right
Am                            F             G
Ooh, my boo, yeah, no one's fuckin' with it
Am                              F             G
Uh, I got 'em bathin' like they elephants Fireworks
Am                                  F             G
Give her dick all day, yeah that's how it works
Am                F             G
All day, nigga
Coppin' shit all day, nigga, fireworks
Mula
Mula, baby

            
            
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