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Say Dat chords by Ya Boy

  • E

  • Am

  • B

    2
  • C5

    3
  • Ab

    4
  • Bb#

  • C

  • F

  • G

  • Cm

    3
  • Bb

Intro 1
E
Am
E
Am
E
Am
B
Verse 1
B
If we turn up, then
I prefer my liquor, dawg
C5
Ab
Bb#
It's goin' down,
it's goin' down, shawty,
C
say I owe her some round
F
B
If we can't wait,
C5
I guess we fuckin' in the car
B
I hate to brag, but ain't I bad,
C5
C
me and my whip got brand new tags
G
B
Say that then, I fell asleep
C
and woke up to a lot of money
B
Say that then, I want more, I want more
C5
You want some more?
F
B
Then say that then
C
I fell asleep and woke up to a lot of money
B
Say that then, I want more
C
Say that, I want more
B
I'm on my way out the ghetto
C5
That mean I'm never gon' settle
C
B
I see you feelin' my watch
C5
Don't lose your life for this bezel
C
B
That girl ain't talkin' bout nothin'
C5
Ain't got no time on my schedule
C
My lil' brother a rockstar
G
B
He playin' with heavy metal
Party ain't jumpin' without me
C5
Baby, I'm hotter than Sophie
C
B
I said it myself, I'm that nigga,
I promise you
C
Don't ask no questions about me
F
B
No, baby, gon' bust it for real one
C5
I'm on to the end to the deal done
C
B
And I still got a whole lotta love
Got a whole lotta drink,
I can't wait till them pills come
G
B
I'ma crush it all up in my liquor
C5
I'm a stoner that look like a hipster
C
And the longer these
B
headings keep hatin'
C5
I'ma keep gettin' richer and richer
C
F
B
I got your girl in my inbox
C5
Her booty big as a Maybach
C
G
She told that nigga to kick rocks
B
She tryna kick it at ten o 'clock
If we turn up, then I prefer my liquor,
Cm
dawg
C5
B
It's goin' down,
it's goin' down, shawty,
C
say I owe her some rent
F
B
If we can't wait,
I guess we fuckin' in the car
C5
C
B
I hate to brag, but ain't I bad?
C5
C
Me and my whip got brand new tags
G
Say that, D
B
I fell asleep and woke up
C5
C
to a lot of money
B
Say that, D
I want more, I want more
C5
You want some more?
F
B
Then say that, D
C
I fell asleep and woke up to a lot of money
B
Say that, I want more
C5
Say that I want more
C
B
Don't really fuck with these rappers.
C5
I'm hanging out with the trappers.
C
B
You ain't got nothing to show
for your hustling nigga
G
C
You hustling backwards all this money.
B
I'm starting to panic.
C
The doctor trying to get me on Xanny
C5
C
G
Yo, bitch just won't give me a break.
F
B
She keep trying to give me a penny
C
B
young nigga used to one roll
C
Now I'm on Grammys
C5
B
and I'm just gonna keep
it as real as I can
C
and I just hope the world understand
F
B
Oh, I just might fly to Atlanta
just to serve a brick in Alabama
C5
Heard them people play
B
in' with my money
Got them niggas comin' with a hammer
B
Peter Piper picked a pack of Peppers
C
Rock a rack, the Benarori
B
Got her all up in her fillers
C
She don't know that much about me
F
B
Got her jumpin' in the party
C5
Privilege Henny, no Bacardi
C
Bb
She tried to get me off that Seagram
G
B
I had to tell that bitch I'm sorry
If we turn up,
Ab
then I prefer my liquor, dawg
C5
B
It's goin' down, it's goin' down
C
Say I owe her some rain
F
B
If we can't wait,
I guess we fuckin' in the car
C5
C
B
I hate to brag, but ain't I bad,
C
me and my whip got brand new tags
B
Say that, D
C
I fell asleep and woke up to a lot of money
B
Say that, D
I want more, I want more
Cm
C
You want some more?
F
B
Then say that, D
C
I fell asleep and woke up to a lot of money
B
Say that, I want more, that
C
G
B
G
C
B
I want more, say that
G
Cm
B
G
Cm
G
B
G
Cm
B
Cm
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