Chords for SAINt JHN - 5 Thousand Singles (Ghetto Lenny One Takes)
Tempo:
100.7 bpm
Chords used:
Bm
B
C#
F#m
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
I ain't no city, a bad bitch in the corner City, [Bm] yeah, it's what I heard now
I ain't nobody, I ain't nothing for no money I ain't no money, I ain't nothing for no
[Em] [Bm]
[B] [Bm] She comes in a perfect height
You don't really gotta keep searching, why?
She doesn't come from a perfect life
She Alabama ratchet, but she virgin, why?
She comes in a perfect height
With a ratchet and a service eye
She doesn't come from a perfect life
She low-key low-key freak, [C#] but it's real low
[F#m] I don't wanna do a whole lotta [B] talking
I ask this if I keep her head in a pillow
I hope you find [F#m] love in the morning
Cause I ain't really tryna meet [Bm] nobody for you, oh
Tryna buy a house on C-Low
Wanna be the brand new wheel and tear it up
But I ain't ready for a willow
I know I really gotta hope that she really hope
And I think I'm going out of life doing no promotion
I'm really, really taking off, and they think I'm boasting
It's got all of them, but they treat me like I'm megaboss
I could be the one, she the one for me
I don't care who she got underneath
I ain't really care if she got company
Cause I'm a rich nigga with a company, yeah
Back to the back, stick it up to the max
But them niggas wanna act like I'm nice
What do you mean?
They were talking the green
Nigga, whole floor started to nod
Chasing me, throw all the money in the club
Nigga, five thousand singles in the air now
I ain't need to see a bad bitch in the corner
Sitting here with her head down
I'm going 99, 95, nigga, I'm
This is the life that I wanna have inside
She don't wanna touch me, she busy with a part
Always 21, but she late 25
Eyes closed now, she tryna part
Running the green, she falls in the fire
You wanna ride the wave, go way [C#] too far
Floors cold, side [E] garage high
Them [Bm] niggas coming through the front door
I don't really think that you wonder
Back up, shooting like a runner
Way too lit [E] to be humble
[N]
I ain't no city, a bad bitch in the corner City, [Bm] yeah, it's what I heard now
I ain't nobody, I ain't nothing for no money I ain't no money, I ain't nothing for no
[Em] [Bm]
[B] [Bm] She comes in a perfect height
You don't really gotta keep searching, why?
She doesn't come from a perfect life
She Alabama ratchet, but she virgin, why?
She comes in a perfect height
With a ratchet and a service eye
She doesn't come from a perfect life
She low-key low-key freak, [C#] but it's real low
[F#m] I don't wanna do a whole lotta [B] talking
I ask this if I keep her head in a pillow
I hope you find [F#m] love in the morning
Cause I ain't really tryna meet [Bm] nobody for you, oh
Tryna buy a house on C-Low
Wanna be the brand new wheel and tear it up
But I ain't ready for a willow
I know I really gotta hope that she really hope
And I think I'm going out of life doing no promotion
I'm really, really taking off, and they think I'm boasting
It's got all of them, but they treat me like I'm megaboss
I could be the one, she the one for me
I don't care who she got underneath
I ain't really care if she got company
Cause I'm a rich nigga with a company, yeah
Back to the back, stick it up to the max
But them niggas wanna act like I'm nice
What do you mean?
They were talking the green
Nigga, whole floor started to nod
Chasing me, throw all the money in the club
Nigga, five thousand singles in the air now
I ain't need to see a bad bitch in the corner
Sitting here with her head down
I'm going 99, 95, nigga, I'm
This is the life that I wanna have inside
She don't wanna touch me, she busy with a part
Always 21, but she late 25
Eyes closed now, she tryna part
Running the green, she falls in the fire
You wanna ride the wave, go way [C#] too far
Floors cold, side [E] garage high
Them [Bm] niggas coming through the front door
I don't really think that you wonder
Back up, shooting like a runner
Way too lit [E] to be humble
[N]
Key:
Bm
B
C#
F#m
E
Bm
B
C#
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_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
I ain't no city, a bad bitch in the corner City, [Bm] yeah, it's what I heard now
I ain't nobody, I ain't nothing for no money I ain't no money, I ain't nothing for no _ _ _ _
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_ [Em] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
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[B] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ She comes in a perfect height
You don't really gotta keep searching, why?
She doesn't come from a perfect life
She Alabama ratchet, but she virgin, why?
She comes in a perfect height
With a ratchet and a service eye
She doesn't come from a perfect life
She low-key low-key freak, [C#] but it's real low
[F#m] I don't wanna do a whole lotta [B] talking
I ask this if I keep her head in a pillow
I hope you find [F#m] love in the morning
Cause I ain't really tryna meet [Bm] nobody for you, oh
Tryna buy a house on C-Low
Wanna be the brand new wheel and tear it up
But I ain't ready for a willow
I know I really gotta hope that she really hope
And I think I'm going out of life doing no promotion
I'm really, really taking off, and they think I'm boasting
It's got all of them, but they treat me like I'm megaboss
I could be the one, she the one for me
I don't care who she got underneath
I ain't really care if she got company
Cause I'm a rich nigga with a company, yeah
Back to the back, stick it up to the max
But them niggas wanna act like I'm nice
What do you mean?
They were talking the green
Nigga, whole floor started to nod
Chasing me, throw all the money in the club
Nigga, five thousand singles in the air now
I ain't need to see a bad bitch in the corner
Sitting here with her head down
I'm going 99, 95, nigga, I'm
This is the life that I wanna have inside
She don't wanna touch me, she busy with a part
Always 21, but she late 25
Eyes closed now, she tryna part
Running the green, she falls in the fire
You wanna ride the wave, go way [C#] too far
Floors cold, side [E] garage high
Them [Bm] niggas coming through the front door
I don't really think that you wonder
Back up, shooting like a runner
Way too lit [E] to be humble _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
I ain't no city, a bad bitch in the corner City, [Bm] yeah, it's what I heard now
I ain't nobody, I ain't nothing for no money I ain't no money, I ain't nothing for no _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ She comes in a perfect height
You don't really gotta keep searching, why?
She doesn't come from a perfect life
She Alabama ratchet, but she virgin, why?
She comes in a perfect height
With a ratchet and a service eye
She doesn't come from a perfect life
She low-key low-key freak, [C#] but it's real low
[F#m] I don't wanna do a whole lotta [B] talking
I ask this if I keep her head in a pillow
I hope you find [F#m] love in the morning
Cause I ain't really tryna meet [Bm] nobody for you, oh
Tryna buy a house on C-Low
Wanna be the brand new wheel and tear it up
But I ain't ready for a willow
I know I really gotta hope that she really hope
And I think I'm going out of life doing no promotion
I'm really, really taking off, and they think I'm boasting
It's got all of them, but they treat me like I'm megaboss
I could be the one, she the one for me
I don't care who she got underneath
I ain't really care if she got company
Cause I'm a rich nigga with a company, yeah
Back to the back, stick it up to the max
But them niggas wanna act like I'm nice
What do you mean?
They were talking the green
Nigga, whole floor started to nod
Chasing me, throw all the money in the club
Nigga, five thousand singles in the air now
I ain't need to see a bad bitch in the corner
Sitting here with her head down
I'm going 99, 95, nigga, I'm
This is the life that I wanna have inside
She don't wanna touch me, she busy with a part
Always 21, but she late 25
Eyes closed now, she tryna part
Running the green, she falls in the fire
You wanna ride the wave, go way [C#] too far
Floors cold, side [E] garage high
Them [Bm] niggas coming through the front door
I don't really think that you wonder
Back up, shooting like a runner
Way too lit [E] to be humble _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _