Magnolia chords

by Playboi Carti
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Playboi Carti - Magnolia (Official Video) chords
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13421112
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Playboi Carti - Magnolia chords with lyrics

_ F This is it.
C# _ _ _ D#.
Peace, man.
Bm Yo, Pierre.
You want to come out here _ _ .
_ _ _ Yeah.
In New York, I mainly rock.
Yeah.
Hiding in my socks.
Socks.
Running from an op.
Op.
And I shoot that op.
Op.
Oh.
Oh.
What.
And I'm on the block.
What.
What.
What What.
And I'm on the block.
In New York, I mainly rock.
Stop a lot.
Hiding in my socks.
What.
Hiding in my socks.
What.
Selling every rock.
What.
What.
What.
What.
What.
What.
In New York, I mainly rock.
What.
Hiding in my socks.
What.
Uses every rock.
What.
What.
Running from the cop.
What.
What.
Shooting at it.
Op.
What.
Yo, Pierre, you want to come out here What.
Shooting at it.
Op.
What.
Because I run their block.
What.
Gimme drop.
Drop.
In my drop.
Drop.
I then hug on fly.
Fly.
Fly.
When I drop.
Drop.
Try to hug on fly.
Fly.
Fly.
When I drop, drop.
Try to hug on fly.
Fly.
Fly.
When I drop.
Drop.
Drop.
Whoo.
Whoo.
Whoo.
Whoo.
Whooo.
_ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ I didn't have one bad, fuckin' on your bitch, on her dad.
All these niggas sound like cats, sound like cats.
I'm a soldier, damn I thought I told you.
Shootin' like a soldier, like I'm from that northern.
All these niggas, hoes, bullets, big, big, never, boat, ship, act.
Say that shit slowly, bitch, I'm sexy like clothes _ .
I'm like young Cardi Glove, designer, it's on, call it 30 lawns.
All these bitches want young Cardi, young Cardi.
_ Hey, young Cardi, young Cardi, young Cardi, young Cardi.
I give a bitch that look, I give a bitch that look.
All of my bitches they rich, and they say rockin' that rick.
_ Oh, what what what what what what what Rich, rich, cash card bitch.
Rich, rich, bitch, got a rich clique Suckin' on the clique, suckin' on the dick.
Get that hoe a tilt, till the box kick Oh, then I rub my T, hop up in the world.
Locky in the world, locky in the world And I'm cocky, walkin' on the dodgy.
She don't wanna flop me, bitch, can't stop me.
I'm riding in my Maz, this ain't even my Maz.
Oh that's not your Dodge, your bitch look like an Ozz.
Watch them with the shunts, D.
damn that look Bm like shunts.
Damn that look like carts, I think that be young Carts.
Carti spend a hundred on a fucking watch, let's go.
In New York I mainly rock, hiding in my socks.
Running from my opp, and I shoot that opp.
_ And I'm on the block, _ hello.
And I'm on the block, in New York I mainly rock.
Hiding in my socks, hiding in my socks.
Selling every rock _ _ _ _ .
In New York I mainly rock, hiding in my socks.
Used to sell every rock, running from the car.
Shooting that opp.
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