Lil Wayne - Swag Surfin Chords
Tempo:
95.95 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
C#m
E
D
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#m] [F#m] [C#m]
[F#m]
[C#m] [D] [F#m]
I'm serious.
[C#m] [D] [C#m]
[D] [F#m]
[D#] [F#m] [C]
[F#m] [F#] [F#m]
[D#] [F#m] [E]
[F#m]
[C#m] I'm on [F#m] your ass.
Like dirt behind that cash.
Get murk.
I'm talking big shit.
Nigga, join my hit [F#] list.
Nigga, what's the matter?
Check your matter.
[F#m] I'm the shit, bitch.
[F#] Nigga, [F#m] shoot the witness.
Nigga, hold court [E] in the [F#m] streets
and convict this nigga.
Old dickless nigga.
Man, I'm running with the plucker.
Young money motherfucker.
You think we gonna do
a thing?
Why ain't it sunny [C#m] in the summer?
[F#m] Ain't we coming for the comers?
And whoever [D] among us.
And you know I'ma bust my ass until my crew back in.
[A] You my gus.
[F#m] I say T.I.
Hold your head.
And Mac,
[E] hold your head.
[F#m] Wish I could but I can't say
some other names cause of the feds.
And to my bloods, Colvette.
Man, you know how [E] we play.
And [D] if it cost
to beat them all so well, I guess I [C#m] gotta pay.
[F#m] I'ma do all these, nigga.
I don't take no shit.
[C#m] Take [F#m] the brain off the whip.
Now, it don't
make no [C#m] sense.
[F#m] Stunt hard
on these bitches.
I ain't promise tomorrow.
Now, women kicking it with me
like no more Garcia Para.
You roll them killer plants.
Full of two shot with [E] horror.
[F#m] And we roll
them bitches thick.
Make them look like
[C#m] Takara.
[F#m] Man, I'm too much for these
niggas.
And three much for these hoes.
The world is in my hands.
And I
keep my hands [F#] closed.
I love [F#m] my
baby mamas.
They get my [E] highest
honor.
[F#m] Gotta take care of them kids.
Man, I know you heard Obama.
And I live on the island.
And Nanny in [C#m] my backyard.
[F#m] I just tell my pilot to land it [C#m] in
my [F#m] backyard.
Quarterback shotgun.
You don't get any sack yards.
Bitch, I ball hard.
Raking all [C#m] her back [F#m] boards.
Pretty
boy floor.
Step up, [E] I will
[F#m] crack yours.
And even at the White
House, we pull up at the backyard.
Walk around like I'm
30 feet tall.
Tiger Woods.
All these hoes trying to burn in these
balls.
[C#] And a Porsche 911
like emergency [F#m] calls.
Man, I just be chilling.
I'm cool
like you roll.
No money
in the building.
I'm putting up [E] new
walls.
[F#m] Nigga, take your missing officer
and set some new laws.
My flow is like
rubbing two [E] logs.
[F#m] Young
mula, we the new shit, [C#m] new
[F#m] draws.
Uh, now get
off my dick.
I ain't fucking with
you.
Watch me shoot to the
bank.
I'm a money pistol.
Wheezy beat the beat up [C#m] like
[F#m] Sonny Vinston.
Redbone
do me good.
Then a friend or
sister.
I mean a bitch.
She never
met her [E] best friend or [F#m] sister.
I leave the pussy Microsoft [C#m] like
[F#m] Wendell's Vista.
Young
coochie pop that coochie for a gold
hoe.
Bullied in you boys' memory
now you act [A] like you don't [F#m] know.
E-thai who I do it for.
Eagle Street
[E] right by the [F#m] store.
Katrina White just
said it.
I couldn't fuck with Holly
Grove.
Lost some real niggas I knew
from a long [C#m] time ago.
[F#m] But
heaven or hell, I'm hoping that they be
where I'mma go.
Take a nigga,
gal, and nigga, come give me a private
show.
Still long hair, don't
care like [F#] I never ho.
I'm
the hottest nigga when your ass
[C#m] is searched.
[F#m] I smash
this verse when I swag.
[A] No cellos.
[F#m] [C#m] [F#m] [C#m]
[F#m] [Bm]
[G] [Am]
[F#m]
[C#m] [D] [F#m]
I'm serious.
[C#m] [D] [C#m]
[D] [F#m]
[D#] [F#m] [C]
[F#m] [F#] [F#m]
[D#] [F#m] [E]
[F#m]
[C#m] I'm on [F#m] your ass.
Like dirt behind that cash.
Get murk.
I'm talking big shit.
Nigga, join my hit [F#] list.
Nigga, what's the matter?
Check your matter.
[F#m] I'm the shit, bitch.
[F#] Nigga, [F#m] shoot the witness.
Nigga, hold court [E] in the [F#m] streets
and convict this nigga.
Old dickless nigga.
Man, I'm running with the plucker.
Young money motherfucker.
You think we gonna do
a thing?
Why ain't it sunny [C#m] in the summer?
[F#m] Ain't we coming for the comers?
And whoever [D] among us.
And you know I'ma bust my ass until my crew back in.
[A] You my gus.
[F#m] I say T.I.
Hold your head.
And Mac,
[E] hold your head.
[F#m] Wish I could but I can't say
some other names cause of the feds.
And to my bloods, Colvette.
Man, you know how [E] we play.
And [D] if it cost
to beat them all so well, I guess I [C#m] gotta pay.
[F#m] I'ma do all these, nigga.
I don't take no shit.
[C#m] Take [F#m] the brain off the whip.
Now, it don't
make no [C#m] sense.
[F#m] Stunt hard
on these bitches.
I ain't promise tomorrow.
Now, women kicking it with me
like no more Garcia Para.
You roll them killer plants.
Full of two shot with [E] horror.
[F#m] And we roll
them bitches thick.
Make them look like
[C#m] Takara.
[F#m] Man, I'm too much for these
niggas.
And three much for these hoes.
The world is in my hands.
And I
keep my hands [F#] closed.
I love [F#m] my
baby mamas.
They get my [E] highest
honor.
[F#m] Gotta take care of them kids.
Man, I know you heard Obama.
And I live on the island.
And Nanny in [C#m] my backyard.
[F#m] I just tell my pilot to land it [C#m] in
my [F#m] backyard.
Quarterback shotgun.
You don't get any sack yards.
Bitch, I ball hard.
Raking all [C#m] her back [F#m] boards.
Pretty
boy floor.
Step up, [E] I will
[F#m] crack yours.
And even at the White
House, we pull up at the backyard.
Walk around like I'm
30 feet tall.
Tiger Woods.
All these hoes trying to burn in these
balls.
[C#] And a Porsche 911
like emergency [F#m] calls.
Man, I just be chilling.
I'm cool
like you roll.
No money
in the building.
I'm putting up [E] new
walls.
[F#m] Nigga, take your missing officer
and set some new laws.
My flow is like
rubbing two [E] logs.
[F#m] Young
mula, we the new shit, [C#m] new
[F#m] draws.
Uh, now get
off my dick.
I ain't fucking with
you.
Watch me shoot to the
bank.
I'm a money pistol.
Wheezy beat the beat up [C#m] like
[F#m] Sonny Vinston.
Redbone
do me good.
Then a friend or
sister.
I mean a bitch.
She never
met her [E] best friend or [F#m] sister.
I leave the pussy Microsoft [C#m] like
[F#m] Wendell's Vista.
Young
coochie pop that coochie for a gold
hoe.
Bullied in you boys' memory
now you act [A] like you don't [F#m] know.
E-thai who I do it for.
Eagle Street
[E] right by the [F#m] store.
Katrina White just
said it.
I couldn't fuck with Holly
Grove.
Lost some real niggas I knew
from a long [C#m] time ago.
[F#m] But
heaven or hell, I'm hoping that they be
where I'mma go.
Take a nigga,
gal, and nigga, come give me a private
show.
Still long hair, don't
care like [F#] I never ho.
I'm
the hottest nigga when your ass
[C#m] is searched.
[F#m] I smash
this verse when I swag.
[A] No cellos.
[F#m] [C#m] [F#m] [C#m]
[F#m] [Bm]
[G] [Am]
Key:
F#m
C#m
E
D
F#
F#m
C#m
E
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[C#m] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#m]
I'm serious. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ [D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
[D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D#] _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [C] _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [D#] _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#m] I'm on [F#m] your ass.
Like dirt behind that cash.
Get murk.
I'm talking big shit.
Nigga, join my hit [F#] list.
Nigga, what's the matter?
Check your matter.
[F#m] I'm the shit, bitch.
[F#] Nigga, [F#m] shoot the witness.
Nigga, hold court [E] in the [F#m] streets
and convict this nigga.
Old dickless nigga.
Man, I'm running with the plucker.
Young money motherfucker.
You think we gonna do
a thing?
Why ain't it sunny [C#m] in the summer?
[F#m] Ain't we coming for the comers?
And whoever [D] among us.
And you know I'ma bust my ass until my crew back in.
[A] You my gus.
[F#m] I say T.I.
Hold your head.
And Mac,
[E] hold your head.
[F#m] Wish I could but I can't say
some other names cause of the feds.
And to my bloods, Colvette.
Man, you know how [E] we play.
And [D] if it cost
to beat them all so well, I guess I [C#m] gotta pay.
[F#m] I'ma do all these, nigga.
I don't take no shit.
[C#m] Take [F#m] the brain off the whip.
Now, it don't
make no [C#m] sense.
[F#m] Stunt hard
on these bitches.
I ain't promise tomorrow.
Now, women kicking it with me
like no more Garcia Para.
You roll them killer plants.
Full of two shot with [E] horror.
[F#m] And we roll
them bitches thick.
Make them look like
[C#m] Takara.
[F#m] Man, I'm too much for these
niggas.
And three much for these hoes.
The world is in my hands.
And I
keep my hands [F#] closed.
I love [F#m] my
baby mamas.
They get my [E] highest
honor.
[F#m] Gotta take care of them kids.
Man, I know you heard Obama.
And I live on the island.
And Nanny in [C#m] my backyard.
[F#m] I just tell my pilot to land it [C#m] in
my [F#m] backyard.
Quarterback shotgun.
You don't get any sack yards.
Bitch, I ball hard.
Raking all [C#m] her back [F#m] boards.
Pretty
boy floor.
Step up, [E] I will
[F#m] crack yours.
And even at the White
House, we pull up at the backyard.
Walk around like I'm
30 feet tall.
Tiger Woods.
All these hoes trying to burn in these
balls.
[C#] And a Porsche 911
like emergency [F#m] calls.
Man, I just be chilling.
I'm cool
like you roll.
No money
in the building.
I'm putting up [E] new
walls.
[F#m] Nigga, take your missing officer
and set some new laws.
My flow is like
rubbing two [E] logs.
[F#m] Young
mula, we the new shit, [C#m] new
[F#m] draws.
Uh, now get
off my dick.
I ain't fucking with
you.
Watch me shoot to the
bank.
I'm a money pistol.
Wheezy beat the beat up [C#m] like
[F#m] Sonny Vinston.
Redbone
do me good.
Then a friend or
sister.
I mean a bitch.
She never
met her [E] best friend or [F#m] sister.
I leave the pussy Microsoft [C#m] like
[F#m] Wendell's Vista.
Young
coochie pop that coochie for a gold
hoe.
Bullied in you boys' memory
now you act [A] like you don't [F#m] know.
E-thai who I do it for.
Eagle Street
[E] right by the [F#m] store.
Katrina White just
said it.
I couldn't fuck with Holly
Grove.
Lost some real niggas I knew
from a long [C#m] time ago.
[F#m] But
heaven or hell, I'm hoping that they be
where I'mma go.
Take a nigga,
gal, and nigga, come give me a private
show.
Still long hair, don't
care like [F#] I never ho.
I'm
the hottest nigga when your ass
[C#m] is searched.
[F#m] I smash
this verse when I swag.
[A] No cellos.
[F#m] _ _ [C#m] _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
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[C#m] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#m]
I'm serious. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ [D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
[D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D#] _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [C] _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [D#] _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#m] I'm on [F#m] your ass.
Like dirt behind that cash.
Get murk.
I'm talking big shit.
Nigga, join my hit [F#] list.
Nigga, what's the matter?
Check your matter.
[F#m] I'm the shit, bitch.
[F#] Nigga, [F#m] shoot the witness.
Nigga, hold court [E] in the [F#m] streets
and convict this nigga.
Old dickless nigga.
Man, I'm running with the plucker.
Young money motherfucker.
You think we gonna do
a thing?
Why ain't it sunny [C#m] in the summer?
[F#m] Ain't we coming for the comers?
And whoever [D] among us.
And you know I'ma bust my ass until my crew back in.
[A] You my gus.
[F#m] I say T.I.
Hold your head.
And Mac,
[E] hold your head.
[F#m] Wish I could but I can't say
some other names cause of the feds.
And to my bloods, Colvette.
Man, you know how [E] we play.
And [D] if it cost
to beat them all so well, I guess I [C#m] gotta pay.
[F#m] I'ma do all these, nigga.
I don't take no shit.
[C#m] Take [F#m] the brain off the whip.
Now, it don't
make no [C#m] sense.
[F#m] Stunt hard
on these bitches.
I ain't promise tomorrow.
Now, women kicking it with me
like no more Garcia Para.
You roll them killer plants.
Full of two shot with [E] horror.
[F#m] And we roll
them bitches thick.
Make them look like
[C#m] Takara.
[F#m] Man, I'm too much for these
niggas.
And three much for these hoes.
The world is in my hands.
And I
keep my hands [F#] closed.
I love [F#m] my
baby mamas.
They get my [E] highest
honor.
[F#m] Gotta take care of them kids.
Man, I know you heard Obama.
And I live on the island.
And Nanny in [C#m] my backyard.
[F#m] I just tell my pilot to land it [C#m] in
my [F#m] backyard.
Quarterback shotgun.
You don't get any sack yards.
Bitch, I ball hard.
Raking all [C#m] her back [F#m] boards.
Pretty
boy floor.
Step up, [E] I will
[F#m] crack yours.
And even at the White
House, we pull up at the backyard.
Walk around like I'm
30 feet tall.
Tiger Woods.
All these hoes trying to burn in these
balls.
[C#] And a Porsche 911
like emergency [F#m] calls.
Man, I just be chilling.
I'm cool
like you roll.
No money
in the building.
I'm putting up [E] new
walls.
[F#m] Nigga, take your missing officer
and set some new laws.
My flow is like
rubbing two [E] logs.
[F#m] Young
mula, we the new shit, [C#m] new
[F#m] draws.
Uh, now get
off my dick.
I ain't fucking with
you.
Watch me shoot to the
bank.
I'm a money pistol.
Wheezy beat the beat up [C#m] like
[F#m] Sonny Vinston.
Redbone
do me good.
Then a friend or
sister.
I mean a bitch.
She never
met her [E] best friend or [F#m] sister.
I leave the pussy Microsoft [C#m] like
[F#m] Wendell's Vista.
Young
coochie pop that coochie for a gold
hoe.
Bullied in you boys' memory
now you act [A] like you don't [F#m] know.
E-thai who I do it for.
Eagle Street
[E] right by the [F#m] store.
Katrina White just
said it.
I couldn't fuck with Holly
Grove.
Lost some real niggas I knew
from a long [C#m] time ago.
[F#m] But
heaven or hell, I'm hoping that they be
where I'mma go.
Take a nigga,
gal, and nigga, come give me a private
show.
Still long hair, don't
care like [F#] I never ho.
I'm
the hottest nigga when your ass
[C#m] is searched.
[F#m] I smash
this verse when I swag.
[A] No cellos.
[F#m] _ _ [C#m] _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
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