Chords for Flawlëss

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I [C] hear thuggin' my boy walkin'
I'm in the money chains in me and the chick
Shit, 65, you heard me
I want your money and the shoes
[F] I mean I walk to the money
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You know what I'm sayin'?
Money on my watch, I mean [N] time is money
Money on my phone, [C] that mean I talk to [Cm] the money
Money on my chain, that mean the money ain't with me
_ Money on my hat, that mean money on my mind
Money on my Kool-Aid, that mean my money sweet
Oh yeah, G, what is on your all shade boy?
Shades, that mean I see the money, you heard me
I hear thuggin', you feel me, just chillin'
_ _ 65 money chains on my dick, oh [C] yeah
I hear thuggin', you [Cm] know what I'm sayin', chillin'
Tryna be like a PC, you heard me
Kanye _ _
You know it's this
[Ab] Take a perc and it's talk of the city
[C] Money twirlin' like Swiss
[Ab] Date up her fact and the kid
[C] Got a Bentley, Mosaic on my head
Got a [Ab] big bad and put up the road, I just went
[C] I know one got a million dollars
[Ab] The devil, that shit ain't not cheap, but they [C] clean
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[G] Flawless, flawless, [Ab] flawless, flawless, yeah
_ _ Flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah
Doin' _ _ _ [Db] this kinda, [Cm] yeah
_ _ [Ab] Flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah
_ Even though she is in love, I am still hot, let's [C] hear it
Mixed up the party, bad [Ab] plot like Molly
I was that fresh, young nigga rockin' [Cm] money
Young nigga, yeah, I'm raw like Molly
Young so raw, I don't even use the condom outside
When I play golf, all these young for a part
Automobile watch cost me a new car
Marry my bitch and I treat her like [D] Marge
Suck on my sneaker and I [Fm] still get the _ [Cm] points Yeah
Shot on my 2G, they perc, I step right here, this shit got me dead
When lucky, you eliminate, crush that assembly
Niggas, they reppin' like Michael, like Minnie and Mickey
Rock Balenciaga on Dickey
I got you stupid, that Glock and it came with a switch
And I think they had rent in the city
I was the one that would handle it, baby
I was the one that would _ _ _ push it, and I
Ran up the numbers like it was a screech
Ran up the bids, so you broke that nigga
Ran up the business, I got them racks
All in my own pants, you niggas fake, yeah, yeah _
[Gm] You don't exist, [Ab] it's like a perc in a talkie, that's it
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Money [Gm] swallowing like spears, [Ab] they done perfected it, kid
[C] You got a Bentley, [G] Mosaic on my head
You better be [Ab] mad and pin up the road, I just went
[C] I know one girl a million [Ab] dollars, the devil, that she did not see
But she would've [C] gleaned
Broly's, [A] _ [Ab] Broly's, Broly's, Broly's, [C] yeah
Broly's, _ [Ab] Broly's, Broly's, Broly's, [C] yeah
Broly's, [Ab] Broly's, Broly's, Broly's, [C] yeah
Broly's, _ [Ab] Broly's, Broly's, Broly's, [C] yeah
Broly's, Broly's, Broly's, Broly's, yeah
Broly's, Broly's, Broly's, Broly's, yeah
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