My Buddy chords by Deuce

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Novice

Intro:
             Dm                  A
Give me that fame, give me that money
       Bb               C
Got no shame for these dummies
             Dm                 A
Give me that fame, give me that money
        Bb              C
It's my game, don't act funny


Chorus:
             Dm
Give me that fame, give me that money
          A
I got no shame for these dummies
          Bb
Out of my way, you ain't my buddy
            C                     A
You sure as hell ain't gonna get lucky
             Dm
Give me that fame, give me that money
         A
This my game, don't act funny
         Bb
Call me insane, that's right, buddy
             C                   A
It's raining now, it's gonna get muddy

Verse 1:
     Dm
It's payback for shit you pulled way back
Am
Playback to when I got played, man
  Bb
I saved that just to keep the pain painless
C                                A
Now my middle finger's up in the air while I raise that
       Dm
Shit's changing like a fucking rude awaken
        Am
No more playing, no more undertaking
        Bb
Can you hear the articulation?
                        C                             A
Are these words getting through to you inside of your head, maybe?
Dm
Fee-fi-fo-fum, dum-diddy-dum
Am
How many dumb motherfuckers wanna get some?
Bb
You can't take these from under my thumb
     C                      A
This rap game ain't leaving till I'm outdone
Dm
Run, run, you don't want none, punk
Am
Jump, jump when I'm right out front
Bb
P-Pop that trunk, what? Here I come, duck
        C                       A
Better check yourself 'fore you come up here, chump


Pre-Chorus:
     Bb
It's one for the haters all across the globe
C
Two for the labels trying to stop the show
A
Three for the homies trying to take the throne
    C                 Db
Get ready, set, let's go


Chorus:
             Dm
Give me that fame, give me that money
          A
I got no shame for these dummies
          Bb
Out of my way, you ain't my buddy
            C                     A
You sure as hell ain't gonna get lucky
             Dm
Give me that fame, give me that money
         A
This my game, don't act funny
         Bb
Call me insane, that's right, buddy
             C                   A
It's raining now, it's gonna get muddy


Verse 2:
Dm
Oh no, look who's 'bout to go loco
A
No more being scared of these bozos
Bb                               C
Told you that I'm all about mo' dough
            A
Popos even bump my shit, so don't
Dm
Yo bro, give a fuck about your hoes
A
Show no fear just so you don't know
Bb
Row-row-row your boat, don't go slow
C              A
I'm so close, square as dojos
Dm
Born and raised, right in Soco
A
With some crazy-ass motherfucking mofos
Bb
Get up off my fucking shoulders
C                              A
I'm spitting that, shit, ain't nobody gon' hold me
   Dm
Folgers in the morning with all my soldiers?
             Bb
I ain't even got to, I told you
             Dm
You can't so hold on

Bring all of them faggot-ass foes on


Pre-Chorus:
     Bb
It's one for the haters all across the globe
C
Two for the labels trying to stop the show
A
Three for the homies trying to take the throne
    C                 Db
Get ready, set, let's go


Chorus:
             Dm
Give me that fame, give me that money
          A
I got no shame for these dummies
          Bb
Out of my way, you ain't my buddy
            C                     A
You sure as hell ain't gonna get lucky
             Dm
Give me that fame, give me that money
         A
This my game, don't act funny
         Bb
Call me insane, that's right, buddy
             C                   A
It's raining now, it's gonna get muddy


Bridge:
      Bb
Watch me while they all say "OMG"
       C
In the Black Vic, bumping that MP3
          A
I'm not a criminal, just the one behind the seat
     Dm
Arrested just for flowing on the beat
      Bb
Look what these people made me out to be
     C
They don't know what it's like to be me
    A
Go get 'em, dawg, let them know it's over, G
    A
Ooh-wee, money over everything
Dm                A
Oh, goddamn, you almost got me there, that was a close one
Bb                        C               A
Hahaha, I know you want me, but you can't get me, bitch-ass faggot


Chorus:
             Dm
Give me that fame, give me that money
          A
I got no shame for these dummies
          Bb
Out of my way, you ain't my buddy
            C                     A
You sure as hell ain't gonna get lucky
             Dm
Give me that fame, give me that money
         A
This my game, don't act funny
         Bb
Call me insane, that's right, buddy
             C                   A
It's raining now, it's gonna get muddy
             Dm                  A
Give me that fame, give me that money
       Bb               C
Got no shame for these dummies
             Dm
Give me that fame, give me that money
        A
It's my game, don't act funny
         Bb
Call me insane, that's right, buddy
             C                   A
It's raining now, it's gonna get muddy


Outro:
N.C.
Fucking bitch, you're my little bitch
N.C.
Little fucking doggy
N.C.
I got you on the fucking leash, you little bitch
N.C.
Hahaha, yee, nah-nah, it's not over yet, bitch