Chords for Daddy1 - Next Level (Official Audio)

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[D] Next Level Next Level
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[D] Deh deh deh deh, girl dem fi talk to me good
Seat dem a chicken dem belong to the cub
Back to me nice face, jake man a shove
Spliffin' a me unlighted, feel good
We a live the life we know dem wish dem could
Call me dark circle, the bad bush
Six out of ten round winner from whoosh
Full of fatal, like the one the way me full of whoosh
Saucy saucy, I ain't great bossy
Glocks sunk off, Kimmy never left fi party
Memories when dem used to call me chargey
Dem a white light sight, bro got dem fi party
Even though me drop out of school early, dem expel me
Without no mercy, the experience bro got it did wrong
Me a fly pon passport, fuck school authority
Next level, next level
Turn up the bass, yo, turn up the treble
_ Next level, next level
Six run the place, a way I can bank it
Next level, next level
We die inna the studio, 24 seven
_ Next level, next level
_ Next level, next level
_ Dem a sissu pon top of me name
Me no watch dem, me stay pon top of me game
Me never know me how the guest of fame
Now me face pon every billboard pon every remain
Dem with the way a go inna brain
First class, so high, something like a plane
The place so nibble, me cash it a ring
That the one murder the riddim, who's it get the blame
So me gone pon a everything close
Me no jet leave, I'm full of B-M-O's
Man full of girl, tell me a fi pick and choose
Some Netherland girl, me a tell a dem choose
Dem a mind just flash back, I'm a realise
Everyday inna hotspot, I'm a friend dem rich
Tell about top, we tinged up on a higher level
Higher than a cap, yeah
Next level, next [D] level
Turn up the bass, yo, turn up the treble
[E] Next level, next level
Six run the place, a way I can bank [D] it
Next _ level, next level
We there inna the studio 24-7
Next level, next [C] level
[Am] Next level, next [D] level
In there, tell dem fi talk to me good
See dem a chicken, dem belong to the cub
Talk to me nice, benz Jeep when I shove
Spliffin' on me and like it, feel good
When you live the life, you know dem wish dem good
Call me that circle, the bad bush
Six out here and we no profit
Who's the laff a call that the one live, we a me full of
Saucy, saucy, I create posse
Clocks and cocky, me never let me fault it
Memories when dem used to call me charge me
Now my wife like Sartre, God dem fi call me
Even though me drop out of school early, dem expel me
Without no mercy, the experience bro, God it did ruin me
I fly upon passport from school 30
Next level, next level
Turn up the bass, yo, turn [Bb] up the [D] treble
Next level, next level
Six run the place, a way I can [Bb] bank it
[Dm] Next level, next level _ _ _