Chords for LA-DI-DA-DI lyrics
Tempo:
105.55 bpm
Chords used:
B
G
Ab
Eb
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F] [B]
[Bb] [G]
[Ab]
[N]
bothering everybody.
We are just some men who harm somebody.
don't know who I am or who's going to hell, just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself.
it's cool when you're called to cozy condition and that's what we create because that's the omniscient.
[Bb] [G]
[Ab]
[N]
bothering everybody.
We are just some men who harm somebody.
don't know who I am or who's going to hell, just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself.
it's cool when you're called to cozy condition and that's what we create because that's the omniscient.
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_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ bothering everybody.
We are just some men who harm somebody.
And when we've got that bitch, yeah we've got that shit tight!
I don't know who I am or who's going to hell, just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself.
Cause it's cool when you're called to cozy condition and that's what we create because that's the omniscient.
Some business is close to what we say because,
why is type of shit that happens every day?
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [B] I [G] woke up around two in the morning, did a lot of coke, stretching, yawning.
Went to the bathroom to wash up, put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch.
Met a man up on the wall [N] who beat that type of shit.
Got my girl with a bubble bubble bubble.
Five minutes in last thing the mirror said,
I want you to get it, get it, get it.
You are you conceited bastard.
Well that's true.
That's why we never have no beef.
And so I washed off the soap and I brushed the gold teeth.
I didn't change my clothes, blocked my hair.
I busted out the brand new Gucci underwire.
And for all the little girls that I might take home,
we have over the Jones baby powder and the Polo cologne.
Fresh dress like a million dollars.
Go on the high tops and pop the fly collar.
Step out the crib, stop short.
Oh no! _ _
Ah shit I forgot [Ab] fucking K-Go!
You got me [Eb] dilly dally, run into one alley.
Got me busted, too many old girls, Sunday quarter from [N] the valley.
Damn damn bitch, let it all out, you can't throw a fit.
What's up girl, you look like shit. _ _
Don't try your eyes.
Is that it, cause my mama you all better hide.
You're a fucking faggot.
Step out from behind, hit her in the face.
Check her in the eye, punch her in the belly.
Step on her face, slam the girl on the hard corner.
Bitch!
I was out, hot one down, fucking me round.
Nobody coming out, I threw the busted apple.
I said stop it, leave her.
She said if I can't give you, she can't either. _
_ _ _ _ She grabbed me hard, around [Eb] my collar.
So I broke out, look out if your chick [Gb] is hot.
My mama gave chase, she caught us quickly.
She put a fucking finger in the [N] face of little Jimmy and said,
Why don't you give me some play?
Stop avoiding me like you is gay.
I wet my pants whenever you say.
Bitch, you love me cause I know that I can.
Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy, can't you see?
Sometimes your words just emphasize me.
I love your, faggy waist.
I guess that's why you're always getting laid.
On and on and on and on.
Hey, shut up.
I said.
Hey, no.
I'm gonna give her a kiss.
I said you can't have him.
I have too young for you miss.
She said no you're not.
Then she saw his phone.
I said I'm 18 and she said.
Stop being serious.
Go ask my mother.
Have a new ring or pussy.
You're going to be my lover.
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [N]
Oh.
I want it Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy.
You're a rickety rickety rickety.
Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy.
_ _ Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy.
Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy.
Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy.
_ Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy.
_ Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy.
Okay people, we're talking about Kenny Mohammed,
the human orchestra.
I'm not joking you know.
He's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'.
With the hardcore verbal beatery.
_ Beatbox women all cropping his category.
Add something a little special for your mindless CD. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ bothering everybody.
We are just some men who harm somebody.
And when we've got that bitch, yeah we've got that shit tight!
I don't know who I am or who's going to hell, just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself.
Cause it's cool when you're called to cozy condition and that's what we create because that's the omniscient.
Some business is close to what we say because,
why is type of shit that happens every day?
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [B] I [G] woke up around two in the morning, did a lot of coke, stretching, yawning.
Went to the bathroom to wash up, put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch.
Met a man up on the wall [N] who beat that type of shit.
Got my girl with a bubble bubble bubble.
Five minutes in last thing the mirror said,
I want you to get it, get it, get it.
You are you conceited bastard.
Well that's true.
That's why we never have no beef.
And so I washed off the soap and I brushed the gold teeth.
I didn't change my clothes, blocked my hair.
I busted out the brand new Gucci underwire.
And for all the little girls that I might take home,
we have over the Jones baby powder and the Polo cologne.
Fresh dress like a million dollars.
Go on the high tops and pop the fly collar.
Step out the crib, stop short.
Oh no! _ _
Ah shit I forgot [Ab] fucking K-Go!
You got me [Eb] dilly dally, run into one alley.
Got me busted, too many old girls, Sunday quarter from [N] the valley.
Damn damn bitch, let it all out, you can't throw a fit.
What's up girl, you look like shit. _ _
Don't try your eyes.
Is that it, cause my mama you all better hide.
You're a fucking faggot.
Step out from behind, hit her in the face.
Check her in the eye, punch her in the belly.
Step on her face, slam the girl on the hard corner.
Bitch!
I was out, hot one down, fucking me round.
Nobody coming out, I threw the busted apple.
I said stop it, leave her.
She said if I can't give you, she can't either. _
_ _ _ _ She grabbed me hard, around [Eb] my collar.
So I broke out, look out if your chick [Gb] is hot.
My mama gave chase, she caught us quickly.
She put a fucking finger in the [N] face of little Jimmy and said,
Why don't you give me some play?
Stop avoiding me like you is gay.
I wet my pants whenever you say.
Bitch, you love me cause I know that I can.
Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy, can't you see?
Sometimes your words just emphasize me.
I love your, faggy waist.
I guess that's why you're always getting laid.
On and on and on and on.
Hey, shut up.
I said.
Hey, no.
I'm gonna give her a kiss.
I said you can't have him.
I have too young for you miss.
She said no you're not.
Then she saw his phone.
I said I'm 18 and she said.
Stop being serious.
Go ask my mother.
Have a new ring or pussy.
You're going to be my lover.
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [N]
Oh.
I want it Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy.
You're a rickety rickety rickety.
Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy.
_ _ Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy.
Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy.
Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy.
_ Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy.
_ Jimmy Jimmy Jimmy.
Okay people, we're talking about Kenny Mohammed,
the human orchestra.
I'm not joking you know.
He's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'.
With the hardcore verbal beatery.
_ Beatbox women all cropping his category.
Add something a little special for your mindless CD. _ _