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I'm Singlin' chords by B-Legit

  • Em

  • G

  • Am

  • Bb

  • E

  • Dm

  • D

Verse 1
Em
G
Am
Bb
Am
Check,
G
Em
check, microphone check
Check, check, yeah
G
Check, check, yeah
Am
Em
Microphone check, yeah, yeah
Don't get your feelings hurt,
G
I'm out the city of smoke
Em
Three niggas in the caddy truck
so damn choked
G
I wrote raps in my sleep
about bitches and dudes
Am
Em
I oughta be in pictures,
write scripts and movies
Am
You knowin' everything is movie,
G
I'm movie, I be
Em
E
But tonight I'm all right,
Em
I drink the DSOP
Ain't no messin' with me,
G
cause it's stressin' to pee
Am
Em
And for me, ain't no tellin'
what my blessing to be
G
Dm
I set back, great, bad, like the ass
Em
Team of high heels, pay deals with cash
G
Team all real, pop pills and hash
Am
Em
Team all trio, pop, kill and blast
Am
G
Dm
Ask anybody if this ass on a body
Em
I mash, get naughty, man,
I love a young hottie
Am
G
Am
No miles, I smile, past the num ber
Em
Profile like Wild N' Blast or Thunder
Am
I've been all around the world
Em
y mingling baby
You like the psyched out thing?
Bling blingin' baby
Am
Type of shit we do
Drivin' crazy
Em
That's you make things
Singin' baby
Am
I've been all around the world
Em
y mingling baby
Am
You like the psyched out thing?
Em
Bling blingin' baby
Type of shit we do
Am
Drivin' crazy
Em
That's you make things
Am
Singin' baby
Em
Get off my dick nigga
Am
And tell your mom to come here
Em
I got dolphins by Agra
Gin, beer Alpha Pucka, Hennessy,
Am
Carlos Rossi, Ecstasy
Em
Fo -Fo next to me
for niggas disrespecting me
Am
Em
Uh -uh, niggas is fools
Intercept your children walking
home after school
G
I have the slightest inclination,
Am
that's why you thought
Em
Them thoughts that you
were thinking
when you thought
You can master funk that we brought
Am
G
Em
Idiot, yeah, coughs to balls
E
Em
Everybody in here done
took a loss to say the least
G
Niggas is doing songs
Am
Em
that feature police on their hooks
Ain't that a bitch?
G
Rick Ross feel a G on shit
Em
that a hit,
somebody better tell these
niggas bout this
G
Nigga, I know you love to see a nigga
Em
tied up on the couch
While you lookin' for my safe
and tearin' up my house
Am
Em
I've all the world y 'all minglin' baby
E
You like the psyched out thing,
Em
bling blingin' baby
G
Type of shit we do, we're drivin' crazy
Am
Em
That's main thing
Am
I've been all around the world
G
Am
y 'all minglin' baby
Em
Am
You like the psyched out thing,
Em
bling blingin' baby
Am
Type of shit we do,
G
Am
we're drivin' crazy
Em
E
That's the main thing
Em
G
Em
My wrist iced out, chain iced out
So much ice you can turn your lights out
G
But still get it clear
Am
like when you stare at the sun
Em
What's so crazy with the ice,
I even ice my gun
I'm fuckin' with you,
Am
Em
no cash, no hard, no floss
Paid the cost to be the boss,
so I ain't takin' the loss
G
Why? Some of you eatin' foods,
Am
could snatch my jew els
Em
And all that lean to is havin'
to bust my tools
Am
And the sweet tooth proves
G
Em
when I slide on by
Don't be mad at the game,
cause your girl said bye
Then she said hi,
Am
G
I'd rather roll with players
Am
and games
Em
you're seeing me now,
I guess we'll be seeing you later
Am
G
I've been all around the world
from Vegas to Cancun
Am
Em
Banging jet skis in the month of June
Am
Where every night's like a honeymoon
G
Am
when you're dealing with me
Em
Presidential suites overlook the sea,
see?
G
I've been all around the world,
y 'all mingling baby
Em
E
You like the psyched out thing?
Em
Bling blingin' baby
G
Type of shit we do, we're drivin' crazy
Am
Em
But I got the main thing
Am
I've been all around the world,
G
y 'all mingling baby
Em
Am
You like the psyched out thing?
Em
Bling blingin' baby
Am
Em
Am
Type of shit we do,
drives me crazy,
Em
that ain't your main thing
D
Singlin' baby
Outro 1
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