Chords for Wiz Khalifa- Mezmorized (official video)

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[Am]
Um, Sean Khalifa [C] [Am] man, Paper Plane Gang, Alba One [Em] Young,
[Am] Hey shout out to my brother Spitter man,
[Em] I just wanted [Am] to say that.
Yeah,
[Em] yeah, [Am] yeah, and your bitch can see this shit from across the street nigga,
[Em] It's pimping [Am] over here, Macaroni,
What
[Em] up Chevy,
[Em] Germ [Am] I see,
Cardo on the beat,
[Em] Uh, I [Am] don't love em, I don't chase em, I duck em, smoke something,
Go to a new state soon as I fuck em, [C] Niggas be pressed [Am] for pussy, it ain't nothing,
Instead of worrying bout who that bitch fucking, Why don't you get you some money,
[Em] Nine times out [Am] of ten she see me stunting, Game running, wanna know my whole selling,
Who phone the ring when she coming, [C] I keep it a hundred,
[Am] Get love from the hoes but it's money over bitches, Nothing above it,
Like the [Em] weed, loud like my [Am] engine when I speed up,
Bitches holding they weed, rolling trees with they pretty feet up,
Them [Em] suckers often [Am] imitate but they can't beat us,
So super high, look in the sky when you won't see me bruh,
Cut my [Em] speakers up, [Am] drowning out what the critics say,
Just continue to smoke and remain G as fuck,
[Em] [Am] Polo socks match my polo hat, She leave once it's a known fact,
And she ain't coming [Em] back, Now [Am] Taylor gang that,
And that shit changed, Put the amount of horses in my mortar when I switch lanes,
And I [Em] beat em blind up with [Am] the diamonds in my big chain,
Heavy in the game, lil homie I'm doing big things,
And them bitches they mesmerize, they recognize,
Like keep it so [B]
G,
[Am] Get you some money, fuck em with me,
Uh,
[Em] I [Am] don't love em, I don't chase em, I duck em,
Try to get paper out her, fuck her, don't know shit about her,
[Em] I take you up where [Am] it's cloudy, And when I'm lame still rocking Prada,
I go to Louis and blow a couple thousand,
[C] One of my [Am] baddest bitches rolling up while I'm driving,
And she don't even smoke, just hit her once while she light it,
[Em] My game [Am] tight, Seal and Sonic,
Them niggas just playing, they ain't really balling,
Saying and being honest, [Em] claiming, that's [Am] your wife and we can't call it,
She all in my hotel suite at three in the morning,
Taking [Em] her clothes off, [Am] inhaling weed and coughing,
Ain't the first time cheaping, but say she don't do this often,
Since I was [Em] sixteen, I [Am] had all the intentions to keep it G,
Take niggas hoes and smoke yellow trees with em,
That's [Em] for your team, [Am] you niggas in the stands,
You just looking, I'm a pro to these rookies,
And the plan is still paper [Em] over, [Am] Puss.
And they ain't shit changed, Put them out on horses in my mortar when I switch lanes,
And I [Em] beat em blind, I put [Am] the diamonds in my big chain,
Heavy in the game, lil homie I'm doing big things,
And them bitches they mesmerized, they recognize,
I keep it so [B]
G,
[Am] Get you some money, fucking with me,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, Yeah, nigga,
This shit just don't sound cool,
[Em] [Am] That's where we go to sleep to,
Wake up to,
[Em] [Am] Cushion orange juice, nigga.
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_ _ [Am] _ _ _
Um, _ _ _ Sean Khalifa [C] _ [Am] man, Paper Plane Gang, Alba One [Em] Young,
_ [Am] _ Hey shout out to my brother Spitter man, _ _
[Em] I just wanted [Am] to say that. _
_ Yeah, _ _ _
[Em] yeah, [Am] yeah, and your bitch can see this shit from across the street nigga, _ _
[Em] It's pimping [Am] over here, _ _ Macaroni,
What _ _
[Em] _ up _ _ _ _ Chevy, _ _ _
[Em] Germ [Am] I see, _ _
Cardo on the beat, _ _
[Em] Uh, I [Am] don't love em, I don't chase em, I duck em, smoke something,
Go to a new state soon as I fuck em, [C] Niggas be pressed [Am] for pussy, it ain't nothing,
Instead of worrying bout who that bitch fucking, Why don't you get you some money,
[Em] Nine times out [Am] of ten she see me stunting, Game running, wanna know my whole selling,
Who phone the ring when she coming, [C] I keep it a hundred,
[Am] Get love from the hoes but it's money over bitches, Nothing above it,
Like the [Em] weed, loud like my [Am] engine when I speed up,
Bitches holding they weed, rolling trees with they pretty feet up,
Them [Em] suckers often [Am] imitate but they can't beat us,
So super high, look in the sky when you won't see me bruh,
Cut my [Em] speakers up, [Am] drowning out what the critics say,
Just continue to smoke and remain G as fuck,
[Em] _ [Am] Polo socks match my polo hat, She leave once it's a known fact,
And she ain't coming [Em] back, Now [Am] Taylor gang that,
And that shit changed, Put the amount of horses in my mortar when I switch lanes,
And I [Em] beat em blind up with [Am] the diamonds in my big chain,
Heavy in the game, lil homie I'm doing big things, _
_ And them bitches they mesmerize, they recognize,
Like keep it so [B] _ _
G,
[Am] Get you some money, fuck em with me,
Uh, _ _ _
[Em] I [Am] don't love em, I don't chase em, I duck em,
Try to get paper out her, fuck her, don't know shit about her,
[Em] I take you up where [Am] it's cloudy, And when I'm lame still rocking Prada,
I go to Louis and blow a couple thousand,
[C] One of my [Am] baddest bitches rolling up while I'm driving,
And she don't even smoke, just hit her once while she light it,
[Em] My game [Am] tight, Seal and Sonic,
Them niggas just playing, they ain't really balling,
Saying and being honest, [Em] claiming, that's [Am] your wife and we can't call it,
She all in my hotel suite at three in the morning,
Taking [Em] her clothes off, [Am] inhaling weed and coughing,
Ain't the first time cheaping, but say she don't do this often,
Since I was [Em] sixteen, I [Am] had all the intentions to keep it G,
Take niggas hoes and smoke yellow trees with em,
That's [Em] for your team, [Am] you niggas in the stands,
You just looking, I'm a pro to these rookies,
And the plan is still paper [Em] over, [Am] Puss.
And they ain't shit changed, Put them out on horses in my mortar when I switch lanes,
And I [Em] beat em blind, I put [Am] the diamonds in my big chain,
Heavy in the game, lil homie I'm doing big things,
_ And them bitches they mesmerized, they recognize,
I keep it so [B] _ _
G,
[Am] Get you some money, fucking with me,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, Yeah, nigga, _ _
This shit just don't sound cool,
[Em] _ _ [Am] That's where we go to sleep to,
_ Wake up to, _
[Em] _ _ [Am] Cushion orange juice, nigga. _
_ _ _ _ _ _