Chords for Chief Keef "Minute" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)
Tempo:
119.7 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
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I ain't got a minute, baby wait a minute Before you start, you gon' need to finish
Every fucking text, you don't need a sentence You a good girl, you don't need a minute
Riding in the car, looking at the stars I drop the top, this be double four
I done got the cops, focused on the car Tripping the passenger, focus on the watch
Off the double G, looking for a fit Step up on my kicks, I'ma have a fit
I'm riding in a Porsche, looking like a sport Photo shoot on the Porsche
So much designer, I'm in Dori I like, I like, I like, I like
I'm just born, motherfucking, man, I'm on the go Riding Rolls Royce, looking like some money
Imagine me riding that, uh, I'm old Know these niggas wanna be petty
Up these bitches wanna be pretty Make her put the heater in her panties
God, bad pussy, I'll beat her in the morning On the dollar bill, y'all, we play big ball
The dick is on the crate, how that bitch sit tall
Get the car waxed, I had a dirt rip, dawg Boy, that shit ain't real, that's some Gucci rip-off
These ain't out, these some Hermes flip-flops Your dog that you saw these, you sniffing Chris Ross
I'm in that Tick-Tock, and I'm making pit stops 244, these bitches, we got big blocks, yeah
Dope, dope, dope, keep me calm This fucking chin chiller keep me warm
If she slow, it's her bowl, it's a bomb I just slang a loud pack, aka alarm
I like, I like, I like, I like I'm just born, motherfucking, man, I'm on the go
Riding Rolls Royce, dripping like some money
No, these bitches wanna be pretty
Up these bitches wanna be pretty Make her put the heater in her panties
God, bad pussy, I'll beat her in the morning
I ain't got a minute, baby wait a minute Before you start, you gon' need to finish
Every fucking text, you don't need a sentence You a good girl, you don't need a minute
Riding in the car, looking at the stars I drop the top, this be double four
I done got the cops, focused on the car Tripping the passenger, focus on the watch
Off the double G, looking for a fit Step up on my kicks, I'ma have a fit
I'm riding in a Porsche, looking like a sport Photo shoot on the Porsche
So much designer, I'm in Dori I like, I like, I like, I like
I'm just born, motherfucking, man, I'm on the go Riding Rolls Royce, looking like some money
Imagine me riding that, uh, I'm old Know these niggas wanna be petty
Up these bitches wanna be pretty Make her put the heater in her panties
God, bad pussy, I'll beat her in the morning On the dollar bill, y'all, we play big ball
The dick is on the crate, how that bitch sit tall
Get the car waxed, I had a dirt rip, dawg Boy, that shit ain't real, that's some Gucci rip-off
These ain't out, these some Hermes flip-flops Your dog that you saw these, you sniffing Chris Ross
I'm in that Tick-Tock, and I'm making pit stops 244, these bitches, we got big blocks, yeah
Dope, dope, dope, keep me calm This fucking chin chiller keep me warm
If she slow, it's her bowl, it's a bomb I just slang a loud pack, aka alarm
I like, I like, I like, I like I'm just born, motherfucking, man, I'm on the go
Riding Rolls Royce, dripping like some money
No, these bitches wanna be pretty
Up these bitches wanna be pretty Make her put the heater in her panties
God, bad pussy, I'll beat her in the morning
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I ain't got a minute, baby wait a minute Before you start, you gon' need to finish
Every fucking text, you don't need a sentence You a good girl, you don't need a minute
Riding in the car, looking at the stars I drop the top, this be double four
I done got the cops, focused on the car Tripping the passenger, focus on the watch
Off the double G, looking for a fit Step up on my kicks, I'ma have a fit
I'm riding in a Porsche, looking like a sport Photo shoot on the Porsche
So much designer, I'm in Dori I like, I like, I like, I like
I'm just born, _ motherfucking, man, I'm on the go Riding Rolls Royce, looking like some money
Imagine me riding that, uh, I'm old Know these niggas wanna be petty
Up these bitches wanna be pretty _ Make her put the heater in her panties
God, bad pussy, I'll beat her in the morning On the dollar bill, y'all, we play big ball
The dick is on the crate, how that bitch sit tall
Get the car waxed, I had a dirt rip, dawg Boy, that shit ain't real, that's some Gucci rip-off
These ain't out, these some Hermes flip-flops Your dog that you saw these, you sniffing Chris Ross
I'm in that Tick-Tock, and I'm making pit stops _ 244, these bitches, we got big blocks, yeah
Dope, dope, dope, keep me calm This fucking chin chiller keep me warm
If she slow, it's her bowl, it's a bomb I just slang a loud pack, aka alarm
I like, I like, I like, I like I'm just born, _ motherfucking, man, I'm on the go
Riding Rolls Royce, dripping like some money
_ _ _ No, _ _ these bitches wanna be pretty
Up these bitches wanna be pretty Make her put the heater in her panties
God, bad pussy, I'll beat her in the morning _
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I ain't got a minute, baby wait a minute Before you start, you gon' need to finish
Every fucking text, you don't need a sentence You a good girl, you don't need a minute
Riding in the car, looking at the stars I drop the top, this be double four
I done got the cops, focused on the car Tripping the passenger, focus on the watch
Off the double G, looking for a fit Step up on my kicks, I'ma have a fit
I'm riding in a Porsche, looking like a sport Photo shoot on the Porsche
So much designer, I'm in Dori I like, I like, I like, I like
I'm just born, _ motherfucking, man, I'm on the go Riding Rolls Royce, looking like some money
Imagine me riding that, uh, I'm old Know these niggas wanna be petty
Up these bitches wanna be pretty _ Make her put the heater in her panties
God, bad pussy, I'll beat her in the morning On the dollar bill, y'all, we play big ball
The dick is on the crate, how that bitch sit tall
Get the car waxed, I had a dirt rip, dawg Boy, that shit ain't real, that's some Gucci rip-off
These ain't out, these some Hermes flip-flops Your dog that you saw these, you sniffing Chris Ross
I'm in that Tick-Tock, and I'm making pit stops _ 244, these bitches, we got big blocks, yeah
Dope, dope, dope, keep me calm This fucking chin chiller keep me warm
If she slow, it's her bowl, it's a bomb I just slang a loud pack, aka alarm
I like, I like, I like, I like I'm just born, _ motherfucking, man, I'm on the go
Riding Rolls Royce, dripping like some money
_ _ _ No, _ _ these bitches wanna be pretty
Up these bitches wanna be pretty Make her put the heater in her panties
God, bad pussy, I'll beat her in the morning _
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