Fergie - Hungry ft. Rick Ross (Official Music Video) Chords
Tempo:
116.55 bpm
Chords used:
Fm
C
F
G
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[F] This special biggest [C]
[F]
global
[Fm]
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah [Fm] Yeah
[F]
global
[Fm]
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah [Fm] Yeah
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_ _ _ [F] This _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ special _ _ _ biggest [C] _ _ _ _
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global _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ Yeah _ _ _ Yeah
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_ Yeah
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_ _ _ _ [C] Yeah [Fm] _ _ Yeah _ _ _
_ Yeah
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[C] _ _ [Fm] Yeah
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[Fm] I'm making _ _ _ [F] hands go up when I show up and I blow [Fm] up till I pull up, wait, hold up.
Girl up in the mirror, only when I fear her.
You [C] think you the realest, [Fm] I told you I'm the illest. _ _ _ _
_ Sick, sick, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ hungry, _ _ _ _ _ _ starving.
[F] _ _ _
_ _ Not thirsty, _ _ _ _ _ just hungry, _ [Fm] _ _
_ _ _ ambitious, _ _ [G] _
_ _ still hungry, _ _ _
_ [Fm] still hungry.
_ [F] _ A moon walking on marble floors. _ _ _
Rick Ross, I'm just dripping [C] sauce.
_ _ [G] _
Bitches see [Fm] me and they all get [C] waved.
_ _ [G]
Rose racing, [Fm] we call this race.
_ [F] I fuck up money [Fm] like a mezcabar.
Ballin', [F] callin' Kobe Bryant, [Fm] that boy living large.
No [C] room for medium, that [Fm] means you think you small.
Ferrari, [F] Fergie, switching gears, G [Fm]-Rockin' with them, bros.
_ I close my eyes, I must be telepathic.
_ [C] Look over haters, [Fm] strippin' in my assets.
_ It takes courage to accomplish these things.
Fergie's my queen, I'm the king, now come kiss on our wings.
Sick, _ _ sick, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ hungry, _ _ _ _ _ _ starving, _ _ _ not _ thirsty, _ _ _ _ _ just hungry.
_ Ferrari, Fergie, _ ambitious, _ [G] _ _
_ _ still hungry. _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ special _ _ _ biggest [C] _ _ _ _
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global _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _
_ Yeah _ _ _ Yeah
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_ Yeah
_ _ Yeah _
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_ _ _ _ [C] Yeah [Fm] _ _ Yeah _ _ _
_ Yeah
_ _ _ Yeah _ Yeah _ Yeah
[C] _ _ [Fm] Yeah
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[Fm] I'm making _ _ _ [F] hands go up when I show up and I blow [Fm] up till I pull up, wait, hold up.
Girl up in the mirror, only when I fear her.
You [C] think you the realest, [Fm] I told you I'm the illest. _ _ _ _
_ Sick, sick, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ hungry, _ _ _ _ _ _ starving.
[F] _ _ _
_ _ Not thirsty, _ _ _ _ _ just hungry, _ [Fm] _ _
_ _ _ ambitious, _ _ [G] _
_ _ still hungry, _ _ _
_ [Fm] still hungry.
_ [F] _ A moon walking on marble floors. _ _ _
Rick Ross, I'm just dripping [C] sauce.
_ _ [G] _
Bitches see [Fm] me and they all get [C] waved.
_ _ [G]
Rose racing, [Fm] we call this race.
_ [F] I fuck up money [Fm] like a mezcabar.
Ballin', [F] callin' Kobe Bryant, [Fm] that boy living large.
No [C] room for medium, that [Fm] means you think you small.
Ferrari, [F] Fergie, switching gears, G [Fm]-Rockin' with them, bros.
_ I close my eyes, I must be telepathic.
_ [C] Look over haters, [Fm] strippin' in my assets.
_ It takes courage to accomplish these things.
Fergie's my queen, I'm the king, now come kiss on our wings.
Sick, _ _ sick, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ hungry, _ _ _ _ _ _ starving, _ _ _ not _ thirsty, _ _ _ _ _ just hungry.
_ Ferrari, Fergie, _ ambitious, _ [G] _ _
_ _ still hungry. _ _ _
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