Louie Bag Chords

          C6/9                Dm                                            Em
I think a      after the first   would be closer to the original instead of    , so you decide.
 
[Intro]
Dm Em G D
            You
Am C G Am
 
 
[Verse]
                Dm   Em
It was a stormy winter
                   G   D
I watched the city burn
                       Am    C
And ever since I can remember
                     G
That's just the way it hurts
            Dm          Em
And it goes on and on and on
           G             D              Am Cmaj7 G Am
Like I can never see the pinnacle of it all
 
 
[Chorus]
Dm                      Em
Put it in my Louie Bag, don't let it overflow
G                        D                           Am
Move it in, ship it out, tell me if they want some more (Some more)
         Cmaj7               G               Am
'Cause I got that fire, it's comin' for them now
Dm                               Em
Friends are fallin' off, talkin' shit for no reason
G                                 D              Fmaj7
Checkin' all my locks 'cause it's robbin' season now
       Cmaj7
La, da-da, da-da, da
        G                              Am
La-la, da-da, da-da, la, da, da-da, da-da
 
 
[Verse 2]
 
                       Dm   Em
They cut my palms with paper
                     G      D
Made from her Autumn leaves
                     Am     C
I'm bleedin' out disclaimеrs
               G    Am
Into my family tree
         Dm           Em
Fuck the interviews to еnterprise
           G            D
I'd rather look into my mother's eyes
          Am Cmaj7
And let it be
       G     Am
Let it be, ee, yeah
 
 
[Chorus]
Dm                      Em
Put it in my Louie Bag, don't let it overflow
G                        D                         Am
Move it in, ship it out, tell me if they want some more (Some more)
         Cmaj7               G               Am
'Cause I got that fire, it's comin' for them now
Dm                               Em
Friends are fallin' off, talkin' shit for no reason
G                                 D              Fmaj7
Checkin' all my locks 'cause it's robbin' season now
       Cmaj7
La, da-da, da-da, da
        G                              Am
La-la, da-da, da-da, la, da, da-da, da-da
 
 
[Instrumental]
Dm Em G# D# A# Fmaj7
Cmaj7 G Am
 
 
[Verse 3]
 
 
Dm Em                                  G              D
     When the sky like this, I drop my top (I drop my top)
D                          F
Pull up on you just like a sock (Just like a sock)
Em                                F
Come and ride we don't even gotta talk (We ain't gotta talk)
C
Yeah, yeah, YEBBA
          Dm
Yeah, but I was 'posed to make it by now (Uh-oh)
          Em
Yeah, but life threw me in the wrong realm (Uh-oh)
         G
Yeah, we always got time to do better (Uh-oh)
          D
Yeah, but I was tryna to it right now (Uh-oh)
    F
And we growin' up in the town (Uh-oh)
           C
Where they never showed love to the brown (Uh-huh)
Am
Twenty-four hours ain't enough time (Uh-huh)
      G
I was fightin', throwin' hands with the clock (Uh-oh)
Dm
Never been sweet, no honeycomb (Oh, oh)
Em
Money gone, granny gone, run along (Woah, oh)
G
City burn, pin it on Pentagon (Oh, oh)
D
Can't make it up no Revlon (Woah, oh)
F
Shit bubble up , RevRun (Oh, oh)
C
Had the episodes, this a re-run (Oh, oh)
         F
And they tell me, "Go pray to the reverend"
     C
Told God that I feel like a stepson (Oh)
      Dm
Buy a brand new coupe for the stress, huh
      Em
Thick thang on the way for the stress, huh
    G
Big blunt on the way to my chest lungs
                             Fmaj7
Nowadays the distance hit me hard (Hit me hard)
C                               F
I admit, I'm addicted to livin' large (Livin' large)
C                                 Dm
One, three, five, seven, beat the odds (Beat the odds)
 
 
[Chorus]
 
 
Dm                      Em
Put it in my Louie Bag, don't let it overflow
G                        D                         Fmaj7
Move it in, ship it out, tell me if they want some more (Some more)
         Cmaj7               G               Am
'Cause I got that fire, it's comin' for them now
Dm                              Em
Friends are fallin' off, talkin' shit for no reason
G                                 D              Fmaj7
Checkin' all my locks 'cause it's robbin' season now
       Cmaj7
La, da-da, da-da, da
        G                              Am
La-la, da-da, da-da, la, da, da-da, da-da
 
[Outro]
F Dm C
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