3 Peat chords by
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne

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Key: G# minor
Verse 1
Abm
Yessir
B
They can't stop me
Ebm
Even if they stopped me
Hahaha, yeah
Verse 2
Abm
I'm on it, ooh, I'm on it
B
I'm so on it and however you want it
Ebm
You can get it tonight, ho, and all night, ho
I get the beat from (Maestro)
A fuckin' right ho, I might go
Abm
Crazy
Verse 3
on these niggas,
I don't give a motherfuck
B
Run up in a nigga house and
shoot his grandmother up
Ebm
What? What? I don't give
a motherfuck
Get your baby kidnapped,
and your baby mother fucked
Abm
It's Tha Carter III, bitch,
better put ya supper up
B
Hollygrove, I throw it up like
I'm tryin' to lose my gut
Ebm
Fuck is up? Beat him up like
a million uppercuts
Got a million duffled up for the fuck of it
Abm
Shit, get on my level,
you can't get on my level
B
You gon' need a space shuttle or
a ladder that's forever
Ebm
However, I'm better,
if not now, than never
Don't you ever fix your lips unless
you 'bout to suck my dick
Abm
Bitch, swallow my words,
taste my thoughts
B
An d if it's too nasty, spit it back at me
Ebm
Two more inches,
I'd have been in that casket
According to the doctor,
I could of died in traffic
Abm
Bounce right back on them
bitches like Magic
B
Abracadabra, I'm up like Viagra
Ebm
I just do this shit for my
click like Adam Sandler
I control hip hop and I'ma
keep it on my channel
Abm
Watch me, bitch, watch me
B
Bitch, watch me
Ebm
But they cannot see me like Hitler
It's the New Orleans Nightmare
Money so old its growin' white hair
Abm
Young Money baby, yeah, we right here
B
I'ma make sure we ball
'til we fall like tears
Ebm
And mama don't cry,
your son can handle his
I got her out the hood and
put her in the hills
Abm
Yeah, when I was fourteen I told my
mom we would see better days
B
And sure enough I got Miss
Cita in a better place
Ebm
When I was fourteen I told my mom
we would see better days
And sure enough we did
Abm
Ebm
exactly what I say
Abm
I tell my girl "when you fuck me,
better fuck me good
B
'Cause if another girl could,
she gon' fuck me good"
Ebm
No sittin' at the table if you
bringin' nothin' to it
And I get straight to it like
Abm
its nothing to it
B
Yeah, I got game like Stuart Scott,
fresh out the ESPN shop
Ebm
And when SportsCenter
poppin', everything stoppin'
But you can't fool me,
I know what you watchin'
Abm
B
Me, you watch me, you watch me
Ebm
'Cause I be
Weezy, must see TV
Abm
C3, nigga, that's me
B
And I'm me, I'm me times 3
Ebm
So retreat or suffer defeat
I'm back, 3- peat
Abm
C3 (C3, C3, C3)
Outro 1
B
Ebm
Abm
B
Ebm

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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsAbm B Ebm