Chords for Lil Wayne - Sh!t (Sorry 4 The Wait 2)
Tempo:
106.2 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[A] I'm so sorry, so [D] sorry Bitch that's that sorry for the wait
Oh, I'm so sorry
Sorry for the wait, nigga Glock 44, them fake niggas
Throw a party everyday, nigga That's an ordinary day, nigga
Bad bitch in me casa, no mi casa, su casa My choppa go doom-dah-dah
Don't you bitch on my future shit, I'm too legit
I sleep on a crucifix, I wake up cranky Turn into a lunatic
They shoot my bitch behind orange juice and grits
Uzi Clip, I need another Uzi Clip I shoot to kill these pussy niggas shooting bricks
I'm too for real, yo head just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest but her boobs too big
I'm bumping quarter five on the iPod My bitch mad as hell cuz it ain't out yet
She said as soon as these niggas see your new shit
They gonna have to give they styles back
I say you too crazy, she say you too humble I say you too bad, she say you too sweet
Then I ask her do, she go both ways She say they do say love is a two-way street
I say, oh Talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk dirty
to me Treat that girl like cuisine, she don't wanna
shoot scenes Put my dick in museum, [G] I'm gon' die on my
feet [N] Never knees in the dirt, never dirt on my
knees I'm just [D] serving these fiends
Tell birds to the bees, I tell birds to the trees
To when I heard you don't sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, that pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you heard what you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm [N] allergic to me Been a turd on these streets since my curtains
was sheets [D] Chef on these beats, I'm just blurring the
grease And bitch, you in love with she working for
me I personally get you murdered this week
Like that bluff between my [A] two fingers, I'm at [D] peace
Word, I [A] smirk when I squeeze Trigger smart, street smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, [D] I'm absurd, I'm unique
Did my time in cash, money time, served and released
But this agent ain't free, word That's the word on these streets
But that shit is old news, that shit's so yesterweek
I'm just focused, focused on my [A] expertise They like, Tune Chip, you good, I'm like,
Bob, you're so weak Now don't, I mean don't
Don't question me, let me breathe, dawg Big [A] dawg, I'll come back and shoot at your
[D] fleas Money long, treat Trump
Now stand under me, catch these leaves I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat
What you heard, you a dead parakeet This Tune Chip bitch, yo bitch, Tune Chip bitch
I fuck her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she gon' need loot for this
Cause I'm a stick it in her max and it's gluteous
We at the top of the world, she like to puke and shit
From up here, everybody look the puniest The cults got all exuberant
She doin' lines like a movie script, [A] but these are true [D] events, Lord
I'll kill a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga like self
Then put his body in a icebox, with holes in his body like socks
These niggas [G#] suffer, these niggas suffer than Nightline
[D] So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
Looking up at the skyline, I'm thinking to my fucking self
You only live twice, slime, and motherfucker you up your fight crime
I'm from a place with a high crime rate like Ayron
We put your ass on Nightline, I'm on the grass like a python
These niggas looking at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but they never tried mine
Spitting like I'm sipping cyanide, while my bitch sip on Mai Tai
What she [D] want from?
And I'm so sorry, [A] she said don't be sorry
Then [D] she said, don't apologize for shit, cause you the shit and we know the call to fight this shit
But [A]
[D] this is that sorry for the wait nigga, crack party for them fake niggas
Throw a party [A] everyday nigga, that's an ordinary [D] day nigga
Bad bitch in me casa, no mi casa, su casa, my chapa go dum da da, [F#] da ya ya ya [D] da
And I'm so sorry for the wait too, I'm so sorry, so sorry
[A] Bitch that's that sorry for the wait too, and I'm so [E] sorry, I'm so [D] sorry
Oh, I'm so sorry
Sorry for the wait, nigga Glock 44, them fake niggas
Throw a party everyday, nigga That's an ordinary day, nigga
Bad bitch in me casa, no mi casa, su casa My choppa go doom-dah-dah
Don't you bitch on my future shit, I'm too legit
I sleep on a crucifix, I wake up cranky Turn into a lunatic
They shoot my bitch behind orange juice and grits
Uzi Clip, I need another Uzi Clip I shoot to kill these pussy niggas shooting bricks
I'm too for real, yo head just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest but her boobs too big
I'm bumping quarter five on the iPod My bitch mad as hell cuz it ain't out yet
She said as soon as these niggas see your new shit
They gonna have to give they styles back
I say you too crazy, she say you too humble I say you too bad, she say you too sweet
Then I ask her do, she go both ways She say they do say love is a two-way street
I say, oh Talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk dirty
to me Treat that girl like cuisine, she don't wanna
shoot scenes Put my dick in museum, [G] I'm gon' die on my
feet [N] Never knees in the dirt, never dirt on my
knees I'm just [D] serving these fiends
Tell birds to the bees, I tell birds to the trees
To when I heard you don't sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, that pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you heard what you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm [N] allergic to me Been a turd on these streets since my curtains
was sheets [D] Chef on these beats, I'm just blurring the
grease And bitch, you in love with she working for
me I personally get you murdered this week
Like that bluff between my [A] two fingers, I'm at [D] peace
Word, I [A] smirk when I squeeze Trigger smart, street smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, [D] I'm absurd, I'm unique
Did my time in cash, money time, served and released
But this agent ain't free, word That's the word on these streets
But that shit is old news, that shit's so yesterweek
I'm just focused, focused on my [A] expertise They like, Tune Chip, you good, I'm like,
Bob, you're so weak Now don't, I mean don't
Don't question me, let me breathe, dawg Big [A] dawg, I'll come back and shoot at your
[D] fleas Money long, treat Trump
Now stand under me, catch these leaves I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat
What you heard, you a dead parakeet This Tune Chip bitch, yo bitch, Tune Chip bitch
I fuck her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she gon' need loot for this
Cause I'm a stick it in her max and it's gluteous
We at the top of the world, she like to puke and shit
From up here, everybody look the puniest The cults got all exuberant
She doin' lines like a movie script, [A] but these are true [D] events, Lord
I'll kill a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga like self
Then put his body in a icebox, with holes in his body like socks
These niggas [G#] suffer, these niggas suffer than Nightline
[D] So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
Looking up at the skyline, I'm thinking to my fucking self
You only live twice, slime, and motherfucker you up your fight crime
I'm from a place with a high crime rate like Ayron
We put your ass on Nightline, I'm on the grass like a python
These niggas looking at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but they never tried mine
Spitting like I'm sipping cyanide, while my bitch sip on Mai Tai
What she [D] want from?
And I'm so sorry, [A] she said don't be sorry
Then [D] she said, don't apologize for shit, cause you the shit and we know the call to fight this shit
But [A]
[D] this is that sorry for the wait nigga, crack party for them fake niggas
Throw a party [A] everyday nigga, that's an ordinary [D] day nigga
Bad bitch in me casa, no mi casa, su casa, my chapa go dum da da, [F#] da ya ya ya [D] da
And I'm so sorry for the wait too, I'm so sorry, so sorry
[A] Bitch that's that sorry for the wait too, and I'm so [E] sorry, I'm so [D] sorry
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_ _ [A] I'm so sorry, so [D] sorry _ Bitch that's that sorry for the wait
_ Oh, I'm so sorry _
Sorry for the wait, nigga Glock 44, them fake niggas
Throw a party everyday, nigga That's an ordinary day, nigga _
Bad bitch in me casa, no mi casa, su casa My choppa go doom-dah-dah _ _
Don't you bitch on my future shit, I'm too legit
I sleep on a crucifix, I wake up cranky Turn into a lunatic
They shoot my bitch behind orange juice and grits
Uzi Clip, I need another Uzi Clip I shoot to kill these pussy niggas shooting bricks
I'm too for real, yo head just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest but her boobs too big
I'm bumping quarter five on the iPod My bitch mad as hell cuz it ain't out yet
She said as soon as these niggas see your new shit
They gonna have to give they styles back
I say you too crazy, she say you too humble I say you too bad, she say you too sweet
Then I ask her do, she go both ways She say they do say love is a two-way street
I say, oh Talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk dirty
to me Treat that girl like cuisine, she don't wanna
shoot scenes Put my dick in museum, [G] I'm gon' die on my
feet [N] Never knees in the dirt, never dirt on my
knees I'm just [D] serving these fiends
Tell birds to the bees, I tell birds to the trees
To when I heard you don't sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, that pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you heard what you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm [N] allergic to me Been a turd on these streets since my curtains
was sheets [D] Chef on these beats, I'm just blurring the
grease And bitch, you in love with she working for
me I personally get you murdered this week
Like that bluff between my [A] two fingers, I'm at [D] peace
Word, I [A] smirk when I squeeze Trigger smart, street smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, [D] I'm absurd, I'm unique
Did my time in cash, money time, served and released
But this agent ain't free, word That's the word on these streets
But that shit is old news, that shit's so yesterweek
I'm just focused, focused on my [A] expertise They like, Tune Chip, you good, I'm like,
Bob, you're so weak Now don't, I mean don't
Don't question me, let me breathe, dawg Big [A] dawg, I'll come back and shoot at your
[D] fleas Money long, treat Trump
Now stand under me, catch these leaves I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat
What you heard, you a dead parakeet This Tune Chip bitch, yo bitch, Tune Chip bitch
I fuck her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she gon' need loot for this
Cause I'm a stick it in her max and it's gluteous
We at the top of the world, she like to puke and shit
From up here, everybody look the puniest The cults got all exuberant
She doin' lines like a movie script, [A] but these are true [D] events, Lord
I'll kill a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga like self
Then put his body in a icebox, with holes in his body like socks
These niggas [G#] suffer, these niggas suffer than Nightline
[D] So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
Looking up at the skyline, I'm thinking to my fucking self
You only live twice, slime, and motherfucker you up your fight crime
I'm from a place with a high crime rate like Ayron
We put your ass on Nightline, I'm on the grass like a python
These niggas looking at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but they never tried mine
Spitting like I'm sipping cyanide, while my bitch sip on Mai Tai
What she [D] want from?
_ And I'm so sorry, [A] she said don't be sorry
_ _ _ _ _ Then [D] she said, don't apologize for shit, cause you the shit and we know the call to fight this shit
But _ _ [A] _ _ _
[D] this is that sorry for the wait nigga, crack party for them fake niggas
Throw a party [A] everyday nigga, that's an ordinary [D] day nigga
Bad bitch in me casa, no mi casa, su casa, my chapa go dum da da, [F#] da ya ya ya [D] da
_ _ And I'm so sorry for the wait too, _ I'm so sorry, so sorry
_ [A] Bitch that's that sorry for the wait too, _ and I'm so [E] sorry, I'm so [D] sorry _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] I'm so sorry, so [D] sorry _ Bitch that's that sorry for the wait
_ Oh, I'm so sorry _
Sorry for the wait, nigga Glock 44, them fake niggas
Throw a party everyday, nigga That's an ordinary day, nigga _
Bad bitch in me casa, no mi casa, su casa My choppa go doom-dah-dah _ _
Don't you bitch on my future shit, I'm too legit
I sleep on a crucifix, I wake up cranky Turn into a lunatic
They shoot my bitch behind orange juice and grits
Uzi Clip, I need another Uzi Clip I shoot to kill these pussy niggas shooting bricks
I'm too for real, yo head just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest but her boobs too big
I'm bumping quarter five on the iPod My bitch mad as hell cuz it ain't out yet
She said as soon as these niggas see your new shit
They gonna have to give they styles back
I say you too crazy, she say you too humble I say you too bad, she say you too sweet
Then I ask her do, she go both ways She say they do say love is a two-way street
I say, oh Talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk dirty
to me Treat that girl like cuisine, she don't wanna
shoot scenes Put my dick in museum, [G] I'm gon' die on my
feet [N] Never knees in the dirt, never dirt on my
knees I'm just [D] serving these fiends
Tell birds to the bees, I tell birds to the trees
To when I heard you don't sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, that pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you heard what you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm [N] allergic to me Been a turd on these streets since my curtains
was sheets [D] Chef on these beats, I'm just blurring the
grease And bitch, you in love with she working for
me I personally get you murdered this week
Like that bluff between my [A] two fingers, I'm at [D] peace
Word, I [A] smirk when I squeeze Trigger smart, street smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, [D] I'm absurd, I'm unique
Did my time in cash, money time, served and released
But this agent ain't free, word That's the word on these streets
But that shit is old news, that shit's so yesterweek
I'm just focused, focused on my [A] expertise They like, Tune Chip, you good, I'm like,
Bob, you're so weak Now don't, I mean don't
Don't question me, let me breathe, dawg Big [A] dawg, I'll come back and shoot at your
[D] fleas Money long, treat Trump
Now stand under me, catch these leaves I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat
What you heard, you a dead parakeet This Tune Chip bitch, yo bitch, Tune Chip bitch
I fuck her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We do unusual shit, she gon' need loot for this
Cause I'm a stick it in her max and it's gluteous
We at the top of the world, she like to puke and shit
From up here, everybody look the puniest The cults got all exuberant
She doin' lines like a movie script, [A] but these are true [D] events, Lord
I'll kill a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga like self
Then put his body in a icebox, with holes in his body like socks
These niggas [G#] suffer, these niggas suffer than Nightline
[D] So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
Looking up at the skyline, I'm thinking to my fucking self
You only live twice, slime, and motherfucker you up your fight crime
I'm from a place with a high crime rate like Ayron
We put your ass on Nightline, I'm on the grass like a python
These niggas looking at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but they never tried mine
Spitting like I'm sipping cyanide, while my bitch sip on Mai Tai
What she [D] want from?
_ And I'm so sorry, [A] she said don't be sorry
_ _ _ _ _ Then [D] she said, don't apologize for shit, cause you the shit and we know the call to fight this shit
But _ _ [A] _ _ _
[D] this is that sorry for the wait nigga, crack party for them fake niggas
Throw a party [A] everyday nigga, that's an ordinary [D] day nigga
Bad bitch in me casa, no mi casa, su casa, my chapa go dum da da, [F#] da ya ya ya [D] da
_ _ And I'm so sorry for the wait too, _ I'm so sorry, so sorry
_ [A] Bitch that's that sorry for the wait too, _ and I'm so [E] sorry, I'm so [D] sorry _ _ _ _ _ _