Key: E major
Verse 1
C
A
Am
F
Em
Am
Killa! Baby!
F
Em
Dm
Kanye this that 1970s Heron flow huh?
F
C
Dm
G
Yeah let's speed it up
Verse 2
The nerve I never hated
On murders pre-meditated
F
Am
Hit you from a block away
F
Em
Drinking sake on a Suzuki
Playing soccer, stupid,
stay in a sucker's place
F
Am
F
love her taste
I got brought up with crooking
Kitchen orders that I'm cooking
But got caught up with the jooks you
Em
Am
It gets boring just looking
F
Em
Did like Bill Cosby,
Now the dashboard is wooden from
a hard-tangled grammar
grammar
Interior, inferior, star-spangled banner
banner
F
Em
Car game bananas
Em
Am
like the car came with hammers
Verse 3
I hear niggas saying he
Am
F
The games in the nooses
Am
G
Am
They coochies the juiciest
Verse 4
Yeah, they say he (down, but
Am
F
Money back on my mind
Em
Am
Ye' and Killa Cam', the world is mine
Verse 5
I treat bitches straight up,
like Simon Says
Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head
F
Em
Cop me Air Ones, hon,
F
Em
You got pets? Me
G
Am
too: mine are dead
Fox, minks, gators that's
necessary
Accessories,
Em
Am
I get approached by animal activists
I live in a zoo
I run scandals with savages
All my niggas get together
to gather loot
Bodyguard for what? Dog, I'd rather shoot
F
Em
I go to war, old Timbs,
Am
F
battered boots
Hand grenade,
Em
G
Am
goggles and a parachute
Ya'll don't even know
the name of my flip
It was "Touch Me,
Tease Me" when Case was the shit
You don't know bout the
F
Em
Am
cases I get:
Court case, briefcase,
Em
Am
suitcase, cases of Cris
Verse 6
I hear niggas saying he
Am
F
The games in the nooses
Verse 7
Yeah, they say he (down, but
Am
Em
'Cause I'm back on my grind
Am
F
Money back on my mind
Em
Am
Ye' and Killa Cam', the
Verse 8
world is mine
My bitches pure thick
Em
Am
It's I who come by drive-thru
Em
G
Am
three quarters, sky blue
Look at mami: eyes blue,
5'2"
Em
Am
F
Pony skin Louis? Oh, you fly too
Em
Am
You a stewardess? Good ma,
I fly too"
Now a nigga got baking to bake
Harlem Shake? Nah,
I'm in Harlem shaking awake
F
Em
Shaking to bake, shaking the Jakes
Am
F
Kill you, shoot the funeral up and
Em
Am
Harlem Shake at your wake
Just ya picture though,
you still taped in a lake
I'm laughing; you
couldn't wait to escape
F
Em
For anyone who owed the dough,
F
Am
I hoped a nigga heard when
I said "I told you so"
Verse 9
I hear niggas saying he
Am
F
The games in the nooses
G
Am
They coochies the juiciest
Verse 10
Yeah, they say he (down, but
Am
Em
'Cause I'm back on my grind
Am
F
Money back on my mind
Em
Am
Ye' and Killa Cam', the world is mine
Outro 1
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