90210 Chords

[Intro]
Bm  C  Am
Bm  C  Am
 
 
[Verse]
   Bm            C       Am      Bm
Mhm, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
                         C7M           Am
Mama's bailing down that road, craving 90210
      Bm                           C     Am
She a porn star girl, oh, from the valley
             Bm                          C    Am
Who left her hometown world all for that alley
            Bm                      C      Am
Oh, created Lake Tahoe all from her panties
 
Ooh, used to
Bm
take the long way home, long way home, all
for that
C    Am
candy
Bm                       C7M  Am
Baby's hooked on feeling low
Bm    G     C
  Do, do, do
 
Do, doo
Bm                                            C
  Jacques turn La Flame, now he
  Am
rolling on an Addy
B           Bm                        C     A
 Fifty on a chain, 'nother fifty on a Caddy, oh
         Bm
He might pop him a pill, pop him
C
a seal, pop anyone
              Am                      Bm
Pop anything, pop anything to find an alley
                        C    Am
Hmm, yeah, then find an alley
Bm                 Em      C  Am
  Baby's hooked on feeling low
Bm        Em
  Do, do, do
C    Am
 Do, doo
 
       Bm                             C    Am
In the 90210, 90210, looking for that alley
       Bm                             C
In the 90210, 90210, looking
 Am
for that alley, ooh
         Bm
It's the superstar girl
                                C    Am
Superstar girl, roaming in that alley
       Bm                              C    Am
In the 90210, 90210, somewhere in that alley
 
( Gm  Am  Bb )
( Dm  Gm   Am )
 
 
My granny
       Bb7M
called, she said 'Travie, you work too hard
    G                              Am
I'm worried you'll forget about me'
    Bb
I'm falling in and out of cars, don't worry,
  Am
I'ma get it, granny
 
What
           Bb
happened? now my daddy happy, mama
called me up
 
That money coming
 Dm
and she love me, I done made it now
 
I done found life's
  Gm
meaning now, all them her heart'd break
 
Her heart not
 Am
pieces now, friends turning into fraud niggas
Bb7M
 Practicing, have the passion, you niggas
packaged different
Dm
 All you niggas, you niggas want the swag,
you can't have it
Gm
 I'ma sell it, you niggas salary 'bout to cap,
bitch
Am
 Youngest nigga outta Houston at the
Grammys
Bb7M
 Smiling at 'em laughing at me
 
I passed the
Dm
rock to Ye, he pump faked and passed it
back, bitch
 
All of this
  Gm
off of rapping, should've wrote this in Latin
 
     Am
Yeah Yeah
       Bb
Mmm, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
  Dm
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
 
Cuzzo said
Gm
we in the store, yeah, we 'bout to drop a 4
                         Am
He pass the cigarette, I choke
 
Tell my auntie
Bb
put them Ports down, them Ports down
                           Dm
Now you know you love your own now
 
Hit the stage, they got their hands
 Gm
up, don't put your nose down
 
I ain't knockin' a nigga, I knocked
 Am
the door down, for sure now
 
Hardcore, I swear they counting on me
Bb
 Gold chains, gold rings, I got an island on me
Dm
 Houses on me, he got them ounces on him
Gm
 Holy father, come save these niggas, I'm
styling on 'em
Am
 Good lord, I see my good fortune in all these
horses
 
I'm
     Bb
driving too fast to stop, so all these signs, I
ignore them
        Dm
Distant sky, from north of the border, my
chips is in order
       Gm
My mom's biggest supporter so now
  Am
niggas support a nigga
 
( Bb  Dm  Gm  Am )
( Bb  Dm  Gm  Am )
( Bb  Dm  Gm )
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