Chords for Jim Jones - Na Na Nana Na Na ft. Bree-beauty (Short Version)

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85.1 bpm
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Dm

D

Gm

Bb

F

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Jim Jones - Na Na Nana Na Na ft. Bree-beauty (Short Version) chords
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[Gm]
[Dm] [D] [G]
[D] [Dm]
[D] [Dm]
[D]
This
[Bb] Bones and keep it low watch when I'm cell phone
[D] Tough tone and what's up?
Try like a bunch of clouds.
Hey, Mom, we stretch work like you touch your toe and in the middle would you la we got that?
Summer's now I got him snowboarding in August and I love a pretty chick, [Bb] but the Portia look gone
You'll see Hall is one big ski.
So I guess the hill is like the Swiss Alps.
We [Dm] bring them with
[Gm] [Bb] Throwing money at the cameras
[Gm] Twins herbs out speeding with the [Dm] scanners
Three's past the cap screaming nanananana
We getting money [Gm] like nanananana
[F] Looking at my a**, [Gm] told you but she had a camera
[Dm] We getting money like [F] nanananana
Drop top at the [Gm] light screaming like
[D] If there's money on my head I hope they got a receipt
Coolest old dude of [F] cause it's hot on the streets
[D] I got dogs and they not on leash
So I hope you understand, do you copy?
At this point I don't think they can take me
Sharks in the water [B] they won't make it to safety
And even though that we been [Bb] getting cake
Now the money taste sweet like [Dm] pastry, they hate me
[Gm] Now tell me how I look, [Dm] would you rather live life [Bb] like me or buy the book?
[Gm] We are what we [F] are
[Bb]
[Abm] Flat line, [Dm] if it's red apples falling [Bb] hit me on the back line
Back for [Gm] mine some more black flying [Dm] the fly gangster you know that [Bb] got a knack for trying
[D] We getting money like nanananana
Waiting on the flash [Dm] throwing money at the cameras
Twins herbs out speeding [D] with the scanners
Three's past the cap [Dm] screaming nanananana
We getting money like [D] nanananana
Looking at my a**, [Dm] told you but she had a camera
We getting money like nanananana
[A] Drop top at the [Gm] light screaming like
[D] I cop cars out the future, pockets on that [Dm] like Rasputia
Think I'm getting used to, lifestyle rich [D] and conspicuous
Chicks wanna kid [Dm] with us, the feds taking flicks of [D] us
They all know I put on for Harlem
Tell Rich Bartow we [G] done took it up another level
I took 80, blew [Bb] it on a bezel
Brought the new [Gm] Fisker, flew it through the ghetto
[D] The definition [D] of opulence, the jewels dripping
We dropping the top and popping it
Who would think that this kid from the projects get his neck so cold you would think he's a dodge
The wrist look like hypothermia setting
Pick a club night that my players don't get in
You pop champagne until the club let out
[Dm] I drink then I smut then I spit a player ran out
We getting money [Gm] like nanananana
[C] Waiting on the [Bb] flash throwing money at the [Dm] cameras
Twins [Gm] herbs out speeding with the [Dm] scanners
Three's past the cap screaming nanananana
We getting money [Gm] like [F] nanananana
Looking at my ass [Gm] though you wish you had a [Dm] camera
We getting money [Bb] like nanananana
[N] Drop top apple eyes screaming life [Bm] is good
You know the rules, [D] fly high get [F] flew over
[D] Roll with us or get roped over
Ain't nothing changed, just a decimal point
When you get the point, money money money
Don't make doubts [Dm] it don't make sense Jones
[G]
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Dm
2311
D
1321
Gm
123111113
Bb
12341111
F
134211111
Dm
2311
D
1321
Gm
123111113
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[Dm] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
This
_ [Bb] Bones and keep it low watch when I'm cell phone
[D] _ Tough tone and what's up?
Try like a bunch of clouds.
Hey, Mom, we stretch work like you touch your toe and in the middle would you la we got that?
Summer's now I got him snowboarding in August and I love a pretty chick, [Bb] but the Portia look gone
You'll see Hall is one big ski.
So I guess the hill is like the Swiss Alps.
We [Dm] bring them with
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [Bb] Throwing money at the cameras
[Gm] Twins herbs out speeding with the [Dm] scanners
Three's past the cap screaming nanananana
We getting money [Gm] like nanananana
[F] Looking at my a**, [Gm] told you but she had a camera
[Dm] We getting money like [F] nanananana
Drop top at the [Gm] light screaming like
[D] If there's money on my head I hope they got a receipt
Coolest old dude of [F] cause it's hot on the streets
[D] I got dogs and they not on leash
So I hope you understand, do you copy?
At this point I don't think they can take me
Sharks in the water [B] they won't make it to safety
And even though that we been [Bb] getting cake
Now the money taste sweet like [Dm] pastry, they hate me
[Gm] Now tell me how I look, [Dm] would you rather live life [Bb] like me or buy the book?
_ [Gm] We are what we [F] are
_ [Bb] _ _
[Abm] _ _ Flat line, [Dm] if it's red apples falling [Bb] hit me on the back line
Back for [Gm] mine some more black flying [Dm] the fly gangster you know that [Bb] got a knack for trying
[D] We getting money like nanananana
Waiting on the flash [Dm] throwing money at the cameras
Twins herbs out speeding [D] with the scanners
Three's past the cap [Dm] screaming nanananana
We getting money like [D] nanananana
Looking at my a**, [Dm] told you but she had a camera
We getting money like nanananana
[A] Drop top at the [Gm] light screaming like
[D] I cop cars out the future, pockets on that [Dm] like Rasputia
Think I'm getting used to, lifestyle rich [D] and conspicuous
Chicks wanna kid [Dm] with us, the feds taking flicks of [D] us
They all know I put on for Harlem
Tell Rich Bartow we [G] done took it up another level
I took 80, blew [Bb] it on a bezel
Brought the new [Gm] Fisker, flew it through the ghetto
[D] The definition [D] of opulence, the jewels dripping
We dropping the top and popping it
Who would think that this kid from the projects get his neck so cold you would think he's a dodge
The wrist look like hypothermia setting
Pick a club night that my players don't get in
You pop champagne until the club let out
[Dm] I drink then I smut then I spit a player ran out
We getting money [Gm] like nanananana
[C] Waiting on the [Bb] flash throwing money at the [Dm] cameras
Twins [Gm] herbs out speeding with the [Dm] scanners
Three's past the cap screaming nanananana
We getting money [Gm] like [F] nanananana
Looking at my ass [Gm] though you wish you had a [Dm] camera
We getting money [Bb] like nanananana
[N] Drop top apple eyes screaming life [Bm] is good
You know the rules, [D] fly high get [F] flew over
[D] Roll with us or get roped over
Ain't nothing changed, just a decimal point
When you get the point, money money money
Don't make doubts [Dm] it don't make sense Jones
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _