Chords for Rick Ross - Turnpike Ike (Official Video)
Tempo:
88.4 bpm
Chords used:
Cm
Gm
Fm
Dm
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Fm] I told her she can't fuck me [Gm] like I'm a king [Cm] no more.
[Fm] I told her she gotta make love to me like I'm a emperor.
[Gm] [Cm]
[Fm] Her emperor.
Man, I done got money everywhere, nigga, but [Cm] particularly [Fm] that turnpike south.
I just want to bless it to a young nigga [Cm] like Renzel.
Oh.
Indictment on the way, got Sata on the case.
When you get your first kilo, it should be [Gm] on your face.
Nigga [Bb] moving like the mob, 100 [Gm],000 francs.
Dry land when you wanna be out on the lake.
[Cm] Determined to be one of the fortunate men.
Bitches come from everywhere, wants to hustle [Gm] and commence.
I see you [Dm] praying, testifying, but got no time.
Bottom line, [Bb] your crotch should get shot up like it was mine.
[Cm] 20 grand, but the voodoo land don't haunt me alive.
My voodoo, they all know the spirits when I [Gm] be around.
Made it to style and started with a nickel rock.
Who thought a project nigga get to [Cm] get a yacht?
Two million bucks cash in the Range Rover.
Rover like a airport, let's get the [Bb] plane loaded.
Put [Dm] it on a turnpike.
Road rim, wood wheel, [Bb] blue bills ducking the [Cm] turnpikes.
I'm gonna let [Fm] one of my bad bitches tell you how much paper I got.
[Gm] Baby, what we living [Cm] like?
[Fm] 20 houses.
What else?
50 cars.
Yeah?
[Gm] What [Cm] I make you feel like?
Priceless, [Fm] baby.
Oh.
[Cm] You live for me?
I do too.
You'll die for me?
[Fm] Right now.
Oh.
[Cm] Double M.G.
Turnpike, real earner, Ted Turner.
Whip it in the kitchen, that boy was a fast [Dm] learner.
Time to live it up.
Two million tucked in that new [Gm] Bentley truck.
Hit too many, I could trust no shooters, it's [Cm] a must.
I reminisce when it was hit or miss.
I was innocent until I hit [Gm] a lick.
[Dm] Seven figures on a nigga mama [Gm] couch.
Don't wanna hear nobody talking about [Cm] a drought.
I'm chilling in the yacht in my Michelin S.
Stitches in my britches, 57 [Gm] S.
Swishers, you can smell them on the internet.
Ain't even with nobody, cause I'm killing that.
[Cm] I toss a pistol on a guard chase.
Then walk into the churches like the boy [Gm] Mase.
[Dm] I'm the man out in [Gm] Barcelona.
Got a couple bad bitches out in [Fm] California.
Real language.
Biggest.
[Gm] [Cm]
[Fm] Tell these niggas some more shit, bae.
Baby, you the biggest.
[Gm] [Cm] The biggest boss.
[Fm] You're my boss, baby.
How much money we gonna get?
[Cm] We gonna get all of it, baby.
We gonna take it [Fm] all, honey.
Turtle Pike, aye.
[Cm] You the biggest, baby.
[Gm] [Dm] [Gm] He a boss.
[Cm] Biggest boss.
Don't wanna ever be a boss as big as you, baby.
[Dm] You the biggest.
The [Gm] biggest boss.
[Fm] I told her she gotta make love to me like I'm a emperor.
[Gm] [Cm]
[Fm] Her emperor.
Man, I done got money everywhere, nigga, but [Cm] particularly [Fm] that turnpike south.
I just want to bless it to a young nigga [Cm] like Renzel.
Oh.
Indictment on the way, got Sata on the case.
When you get your first kilo, it should be [Gm] on your face.
Nigga [Bb] moving like the mob, 100 [Gm],000 francs.
Dry land when you wanna be out on the lake.
[Cm] Determined to be one of the fortunate men.
Bitches come from everywhere, wants to hustle [Gm] and commence.
I see you [Dm] praying, testifying, but got no time.
Bottom line, [Bb] your crotch should get shot up like it was mine.
[Cm] 20 grand, but the voodoo land don't haunt me alive.
My voodoo, they all know the spirits when I [Gm] be around.
Made it to style and started with a nickel rock.
Who thought a project nigga get to [Cm] get a yacht?
Two million bucks cash in the Range Rover.
Rover like a airport, let's get the [Bb] plane loaded.
Put [Dm] it on a turnpike.
Road rim, wood wheel, [Bb] blue bills ducking the [Cm] turnpikes.
I'm gonna let [Fm] one of my bad bitches tell you how much paper I got.
[Gm] Baby, what we living [Cm] like?
[Fm] 20 houses.
What else?
50 cars.
Yeah?
[Gm] What [Cm] I make you feel like?
Priceless, [Fm] baby.
Oh.
[Cm] You live for me?
I do too.
You'll die for me?
[Fm] Right now.
Oh.
[Cm] Double M.G.
Turnpike, real earner, Ted Turner.
Whip it in the kitchen, that boy was a fast [Dm] learner.
Time to live it up.
Two million tucked in that new [Gm] Bentley truck.
Hit too many, I could trust no shooters, it's [Cm] a must.
I reminisce when it was hit or miss.
I was innocent until I hit [Gm] a lick.
[Dm] Seven figures on a nigga mama [Gm] couch.
Don't wanna hear nobody talking about [Cm] a drought.
I'm chilling in the yacht in my Michelin S.
Stitches in my britches, 57 [Gm] S.
Swishers, you can smell them on the internet.
Ain't even with nobody, cause I'm killing that.
[Cm] I toss a pistol on a guard chase.
Then walk into the churches like the boy [Gm] Mase.
[Dm] I'm the man out in [Gm] Barcelona.
Got a couple bad bitches out in [Fm] California.
Real language.
Biggest.
[Gm] [Cm]
[Fm] Tell these niggas some more shit, bae.
Baby, you the biggest.
[Gm] [Cm] The biggest boss.
[Fm] You're my boss, baby.
How much money we gonna get?
[Cm] We gonna get all of it, baby.
We gonna take it [Fm] all, honey.
Turtle Pike, aye.
[Cm] You the biggest, baby.
[Gm] [Dm] [Gm] He a boss.
[Cm] Biggest boss.
Don't wanna ever be a boss as big as you, baby.
[Dm] You the biggest.
The [Gm] biggest boss.
Key:
Cm
Gm
Fm
Dm
Bb
Cm
Gm
Fm
[Fm] _ _ I told her she can't fuck me [Gm] like I'm a king [Cm] no more.
[Fm] I told her she gotta make love to me like I'm a emperor.
[Gm] _ [Cm]
[Fm] Her emperor.
_ Man, I done got money everywhere, nigga, but [Cm] particularly [Fm] that turnpike south.
_ I just want to bless it to a young nigga [Cm] like Renzel.
Oh.
Indictment on the way, got Sata on the case.
When you get your first kilo, it should be [Gm] on your face.
Nigga [Bb] moving like the mob, 100 [Gm],000 francs.
Dry land when you wanna be out on the lake.
[Cm] Determined to be one of the fortunate men.
Bitches come from everywhere, wants to hustle [Gm] and commence.
I see you [Dm] praying, testifying, but got no time.
Bottom line, [Bb] your crotch should get shot up like it was mine.
[Cm] 20 grand, but the voodoo land don't haunt me alive.
My voodoo, they all know the spirits when I [Gm] be around.
Made it to style and started with a nickel rock.
Who thought a project nigga get to [Cm] get a yacht?
Two million bucks cash in the Range Rover.
Rover like a airport, let's get the [Bb] plane loaded.
Put [Dm] it on a turnpike.
Road rim, wood wheel, [Bb] blue bills ducking the [Cm] turnpikes.
I'm gonna let [Fm] one of my bad bitches tell you how much paper I got.
[Gm] Baby, what we living [Cm] like?
[Fm] 20 houses.
What else?
50 cars.
Yeah?
[Gm] What [Cm] I make you feel like?
Priceless, [Fm] baby.
Oh.
_ [Cm] You live for me?
I do too.
You'll die for me?
[Fm] Right now.
Oh.
[Cm] Double M.G.
Turnpike, real earner, Ted Turner.
Whip it in the kitchen, that boy was a fast [Dm] learner.
Time to live it up.
Two million tucked in that new [Gm] Bentley truck.
Hit too many, I could trust no shooters, it's [Cm] a must.
I reminisce when it was hit or miss.
I was innocent until I hit [Gm] a lick.
[Dm] Seven figures on a nigga mama [Gm] couch.
Don't wanna hear nobody talking about [Cm] a drought.
I'm chilling in the yacht in my Michelin S.
Stitches in my britches, 57 [Gm] S.
Swishers, you can smell them on the internet.
Ain't even with nobody, cause I'm killing that.
[Cm] I toss a pistol on a guard chase.
Then walk into the churches like the boy [Gm] Mase.
[Dm] I'm the man out in [Gm] Barcelona.
Got a couple bad bitches out in [Fm] California.
Real language.
_ Biggest.
[Gm] _ [Cm] _
[Fm] Tell these niggas some more shit, bae.
Baby, you the biggest.
[Gm] [Cm] The biggest boss.
[Fm] You're my boss, baby.
How much money we gonna get?
[Cm] We gonna get all of it, baby.
We gonna take it [Fm] all, honey.
Turtle Pike, aye.
[Cm] You the biggest, baby.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Gm] _ He a boss.
[Cm] Biggest boss.
Don't wanna ever be a boss as big as you, baby.
[Dm] _ You the biggest.
The [Gm] biggest boss. _
[Fm] I told her she gotta make love to me like I'm a emperor.
[Gm] _ [Cm]
[Fm] Her emperor.
_ Man, I done got money everywhere, nigga, but [Cm] particularly [Fm] that turnpike south.
_ I just want to bless it to a young nigga [Cm] like Renzel.
Oh.
Indictment on the way, got Sata on the case.
When you get your first kilo, it should be [Gm] on your face.
Nigga [Bb] moving like the mob, 100 [Gm],000 francs.
Dry land when you wanna be out on the lake.
[Cm] Determined to be one of the fortunate men.
Bitches come from everywhere, wants to hustle [Gm] and commence.
I see you [Dm] praying, testifying, but got no time.
Bottom line, [Bb] your crotch should get shot up like it was mine.
[Cm] 20 grand, but the voodoo land don't haunt me alive.
My voodoo, they all know the spirits when I [Gm] be around.
Made it to style and started with a nickel rock.
Who thought a project nigga get to [Cm] get a yacht?
Two million bucks cash in the Range Rover.
Rover like a airport, let's get the [Bb] plane loaded.
Put [Dm] it on a turnpike.
Road rim, wood wheel, [Bb] blue bills ducking the [Cm] turnpikes.
I'm gonna let [Fm] one of my bad bitches tell you how much paper I got.
[Gm] Baby, what we living [Cm] like?
[Fm] 20 houses.
What else?
50 cars.
Yeah?
[Gm] What [Cm] I make you feel like?
Priceless, [Fm] baby.
Oh.
_ [Cm] You live for me?
I do too.
You'll die for me?
[Fm] Right now.
Oh.
[Cm] Double M.G.
Turnpike, real earner, Ted Turner.
Whip it in the kitchen, that boy was a fast [Dm] learner.
Time to live it up.
Two million tucked in that new [Gm] Bentley truck.
Hit too many, I could trust no shooters, it's [Cm] a must.
I reminisce when it was hit or miss.
I was innocent until I hit [Gm] a lick.
[Dm] Seven figures on a nigga mama [Gm] couch.
Don't wanna hear nobody talking about [Cm] a drought.
I'm chilling in the yacht in my Michelin S.
Stitches in my britches, 57 [Gm] S.
Swishers, you can smell them on the internet.
Ain't even with nobody, cause I'm killing that.
[Cm] I toss a pistol on a guard chase.
Then walk into the churches like the boy [Gm] Mase.
[Dm] I'm the man out in [Gm] Barcelona.
Got a couple bad bitches out in [Fm] California.
Real language.
_ Biggest.
[Gm] _ [Cm] _
[Fm] Tell these niggas some more shit, bae.
Baby, you the biggest.
[Gm] [Cm] The biggest boss.
[Fm] You're my boss, baby.
How much money we gonna get?
[Cm] We gonna get all of it, baby.
We gonna take it [Fm] all, honey.
Turtle Pike, aye.
[Cm] You the biggest, baby.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Gm] _ He a boss.
[Cm] Biggest boss.
Don't wanna ever be a boss as big as you, baby.
[Dm] _ You the biggest.
The [Gm] biggest boss. _