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Frontin' chords by Tabi bonney

  • Em

  • G

  • B

    2
  • Bm

    2
  • F#

    2
Intro 1
Em
Verse 1
Em
I'm a hustler, peddler,
G
pusher, salt and pepper
I don't know how to tell her,
Em
G
but she look better
Yes sir, I'm leaving, treason, guilty,
B
red -handedly filthy, explicit, get it
G
Em
G
Police pay a visit, like never, sketchers
B
Bm
All of them around us,
B
cooked like a flounder
G
B
F#
Booked, rattled them off the breaker
G
B
G
B
G
B
G
B
G
B
No look, pass, place it on fake buckets
G
B
G
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G
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G
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G
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G
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G
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G
B
G
B
Bm
B
Flush it, evidence is gone
F#
B
Eatin' my custard,
like what's wrong?
Accustomed to winnin',
Bm
B
bendin' that corner like a loner
G
Next week I'm hangin' with Winona,
B
Ryder
Bm
B
Get my drivin' shoes out the dryer
Em
They don't belong like
G
you own a flyer
B
Finished up my custard, like what's wrong?
Bm
G
If you a superstar, they can't deny ya
B
G
Proved them bammers wrong, if not
B
G
B
G
B
G
B
G
They just gon' call you a liar
B
G
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G
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G
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G
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G
B
G
B
Fishing, she told me that she miss me
G
Really, could it be that I was up on TV,
miss me?
B
G
Heard Blyton Duncan, never,
B
G
forever I be pumping
Bm
Like cocaine propeller planes
G
in bad weather, gettin' it
B
Me and Louis high top kickin' it
G
Bm
Me and London Michael right
B
side drive whippin' it
G
Yeah I know it's sickening, barfing
Bm
B
Creating this type of living is an art
G
B
B
B
B
B
B
B
Thanks for watching guys!
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