Key: B major
Verse 1
G
Am
Another
Am
G
wanna get faded on the bottom
C
Am
G
Am
C
Am
G
Am
Em
G
I'm in a bar, I'm walkin' with the walkin' on,
naughty money party, party party, can't see you there
Am
Thank
G
C
God for the gift of midriff driftin' by
Am
G
Catch a whiff of the aisle, it's bliss, I
Am
G
Talk any better than dope,
and I really like dope
So it must be good,
could it get any better?
Am
G
These are sweet smellin' sweat
runoff, so please come off
Am
G
You feel me like a breeze blowin',
sittin' under trees
Readin' like you're lookin' out at
the season for the leaves
Am
G
I love seein' the sun
comin' into my cave
Crave the ways,
and still find so many ways to misbehave
See that
Am
G
Drunk as fuck, screamin' while
we havin' fun, yeah
Am
G
Another day, another dollar,
wanna play, give me a holla
Let's get faded on the bottle,
let's forget about tomorrow
Am
G
Another day, another dollar,
wanna play, give me a holla
Let's get faded on the bottle,
let's forget about tomorrow
Am
G
Looking on the water it warms the sunset and you can smell the
bumblecock and you can see the suffocating coldness
Am
C
Summer is a smoke, it's open up all them rays,
Am
G
it'll end in autumn grays, it's smoking these rainy days
Am
Em
G
The greens of today are the grounds of tomorrow and yesterday's sour,
it's a legacy we follow
Am
G
but forgotten like so many friends we waitin' to build our tears
Am
G
To me the seas are calling,
see I'm falling into love with the skies up and the door open down tall
Am
C
It sees me by the collar and it hollered,
Are you strong enough?
Am
G
The world is yours,
but you're divorced from it
So close to the top and you haven't
seen the summit
Am
C
Talkin' and dreamin' for so long
and they ain't done it
Am
G
When the prey becomes the predator,
the dreams become the hunted
Am
G
Another day, another dollar,
wanna play, give me a holler
C
G
Let's get faded on the bottle
and forget about tomorrow
Bible
Am
G
Loot to get loose and go get some
fuck about tomorrow
Am
G
Another day, another dollar
On a plane, give me a holler
Am
C
Let's get faded on the bottle
Am
G
Like who cares a fuck about to morrow
Kissin', talkin', shittin', pissin', wine
Get a soft feelin',
remember real and drunk
And droolin' time
My life a- buzzin' nicely
Maybe it might be cause
But lost it, I'm likely to have teeth
And let alone jaws
Each and every leech
that has a cause
Is always preachin'
A one- sided thesis
That comes from flawed teachin'
Smokin' pot to pass the time
When I crock, I'm past my prime
It's the clock that's tellin' time
When I'm the rock, the time forgot
I'm not ready to go steady
I'm not into the petty
Pity parties and confetti
When I've been there already
I could be a man if you
could only understand
That I can't be held down
by nothin' just yet
But see, I don't care about the money
She don't wanna live right too
But one plus one equals none
Left for me to like you if you want it
You got it
If you break it, you bought it
If you thought it would
be cool to play the fool
You responded
One day, another day
You wanna play, give me a high day
Played on
Friday
Can't forget about tomorrow
This beat is on top of how
we always eat that bottle
Who gives a fuck about tomorrow?
I never that I don't wanna pay
Give me a high, I don't care if you think
you're knockin' my head
Forget about tomorrow
This beat is on top of how we always
eat that bottle
Who gives a fuck about tomorrow?
We made it, y'all
Top of the world
Thus concludes your
Buck- Up
Princess album. I hope you had a
lot of woo- woo and some of
The errrr and also a good time
Respect
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsG Am C Em F
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