Chords with lyrics
I was born a rapper's son from Atlanta,
D MajorD
Pimping hos when I was five years old.
G+G
We had plenty of Cristal and a Bentley,
D MajorD
Cause that's just how we always like to roll.
G+G
We didn't mind, showing off our Bling, Bling,
D MajorD
Our golden teef and our Cadillac Escalade.
G+G
Bitches shake their booty when they past by me,
D MajorD
And as I smoke my Cuban Tree I've got it made.
Chorus:
E minorEm
I'm living fat and I'm living large
Throwing leg in my Bentley car
C majorC
And my P.O. said that I wont get far
D MajorD
Being the Son, Of a Rap Star.
G+G
Chillin' at the club with my homies,
D MajorD
Sippin' on gin and juice when my Boo walks past. (Spoken: Whats up Boo)
G+G
You better step on off and not be frontin',
D MajorD
Or else I'll bust a cap off in your ass.
G+G
I'm my babies Daddy and his a'Mama
D MajorD
Don't ax me cause that's all you need to know,
G+G
His pajamas are made by Gucci and Versace
D MajorD
Cause that's just how we always like to roll.
Chorus:
E minorEm
I'm living fat and I'm living large
Throwing leg in my Bentley car
C majorC
And my P.O. said that I wont get far
C majorC
Being the Son, Of a Rap Star.
C majorC
Being the son,
G+G
