The King And I Chords

🎸 Intro: D a-doopy-doo-doo-duh 🎸 Verse 1: D I roll up like the bottom of a tooth paste tube Blue suede shoes, one missin' a shoe lace to it G Two new chains, you can call me 2 Chainz Ropes hang like Hussein's noose (Woo!) Yeah, they let the fruitcake loose (Yeah) A It goes: one for the trailer park, two for my baby-ma G Three for the tater tots, four if you ate a lot D Five if you came to rock, straight up while I'm ********' on my comp' D I'm about to use the John (What ) like Grey Poupon (Dijon) (Woo!)

Money like a scroll, *****, my paper long (Yeah) G Longer than it takes a blonde to put her makeup on (Yeah) 'Cause me and Elvis gelled together like cellmates (Hey!) Yeah, this the Jailhouse, *****, and I don't give a– (What ) 🎸 Chorus: A And I don't give a **** about a thing you say G I just wanna feel like a king again D And if you don't like it you can sit and spin Middle fingers up (Yeah), we 'bout to do this **** again 🎸 Verse 2: G Modus operandi, bottle of blond dye (Yeah) Top five since I discovered peroxide (What ) Yeah, since I got signed (Woo!) I went from pot pies To Jack and the Bean– (Huh ) I'm watchin' my stock rise (Woo!) D These little attention seekers I'm finna treat 'em like diabetics (What ) Got 'em all on pins and needles (Yeah), just like Ozempic, meaning Give these little pricks the finger, and when I stick this thing up It's higher than Wiz Khalifa (Woo!), soon as he lit the weed up (Huh ) G As I go pickin' speed up (Where ), like I was finna re-up (Yeah) Rap is my new Vicodin Suboxene is how I treat it (Get it ) Still goin' toe-to-toe I'm still boxing with all my demons (Yeah) But a couple Xanny bars and I'm Danny Gar–, see ya D Been stuntin' on you from the jump like Evel Knievel Back in the cut and stackin' chips up like a can of Pringles Sometimes I feel like Pete Rose (Why ) I got so many hit singles (Yeah) ***** I barely have any wrinkles, you sleepin' on me like I'm ZzzQuil 🎸 Chorus: A So I don't give a **** about a thing you say G I just wanna feel like a king again D And if you don't like it you can sit and spin Middle fingers up, we 'bout to do this **** again 🎸 Post-Chorus: G And it goes: one for the trailer park, two for my baby-ma Three for the tater tots, four if you ate a lot A Five if you came to rock and you never gave a **** G Middle fingers up, we 'bout to do this **** again 🎸 Verse 3: D I stole black music, yeah true Perhaps used it (For what ) as a tool to combat school Kids came back on some bathroom **** Now I call a hater a bidet (Why ) G 'Cause they mad that they can't do **** (Haha) And I know I'm such a ****, huh? (Yeah) And it must be ******' with ya (Yeah) To know I up and quit the (What ) Prescription drugs and liquor (Yeah) And yet my buzz is bigger (Wow) Still wrappin' circles around you (Yeah) Like a boa constrictor (Break it down) D Now I'm about to explain to you all the parallels Between Elvis and me, myself It seem obvious: one, he's pale as me Second, we both been hailed as kings He used to rock the Jailhouse, and I used to rock The Shelter We sell like Velveeta Shells & Cheese (Woo!) (Let's go!) G But y'all miss the meaner me, back when I had felonies That went over your head because you just fell on knees You just literally knelt to me I used to have no self-esteem (Yeah) I used to cry myself to sleep (What ) D Honestly I need doubters because you motherfuckers (Yeah) Motivate me to make you look stupid Believers, a little faith is all I seek from you All I need to do is hear you say the same **** My father said to me when I was just a week or two G "Marshall I be leavin' you" (Haha, stupid) No more Guinness Stout, but my belief in myself Once again is stout (Yeah), so many world records I'm Guinness'ed out (Huh ) **** you say goes in and out (Oh) My ear canals, so either my hearing's out 🎸 Chorus: D Or I don't give a **** about a thing you say I just wanna feel like a king again D And if you don't like it you can sit and spin Middle fingers up, we 'bout to do this **** again 🎸 Outro: G A G D