Planes chords by Jeremih

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               Planes (Ft. J. Cole) - Jeremih
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Tabbed by: jtn1524

Tuning: Standard w/Capo on 1st

  Dm  F  Am  G
e|---1----1----0----3----|
B|---3----1----1----3----|
G|---2----2----2----4----|
D|---0----3----2----5----|
A|---x----3----0----5----|
E|---x----1----x----3----|

[Intro]
 F            Am
This one goes out to all sides world wide
     C          F
Let that playa ass nigga thumpy be your guide
    F           Am
As we go on a ride with playa hatin' killers and hood niggas thrive
    C         Dm
And lame mah'fuckers can barely survive

[Verse 1: Jeremih]
               F  Am
Catch me rollin' through the city
           C  F
Ridin' with the top off
     F        Am
Man, my whip so big when you in it
           C  Dm
Fuck around and get lost
       F         Am
Told my bitch to let her hair down
         C  F
What this shit costs
            F           Am
Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that life right now
         C  Dm
I hope it ain't talk

[Bridge: Jeremih]
           F       Am
I can put you in the Mile High Club, what's up?
       C   F
Let's take a trip
             F     Am
Have you ever read "The World Is Yours"
    C  Dm
On a blimp?

[Pre-Hook: Jeremih]
       F
Tell her be free, baby, spread your wings
     Am
Got your legs in the sky like a plane
               C  F
Let me guard that, I'm the pilot
      F
Can't nobody see you 30 thousand feet
    Am
On your knees in them Prada's
              C  Dm
Makin' freaky shit come up out her

[Hook: Jeremih]
        F        Am
Get high baby roll one, cloud nine, 'bout to go up
 C                 F
Lovin' the feel of the turbulence, girl, when we turn up
           F
When we land we can roll out
      Am
Show you somethin' you ain't know about
 C                   F
Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show out

[Verse 2: Jeremih]         F           Am

I got you in the air, your body in the air
        C  F
How it feel up here?
          F                Am
You can scream as loud as you want, and loud as you can
             C  Dm
And ain't nobody gonna hear it
          F   Am
Would you like it better
          C   F
If I hit the west coast?
         F          Am          C   Dm
Tell me, if you 'bout that life right now, I hope it ain't talk

[Bridge: Jeremih]
           F       Am
I can put you in the Mile High Club, what's up?
       C   F
Let's take a trip
             F     Am
Have you ever read "The World Is Yours"
    C  Dm
On a blimp?

[Pre-Hook: Jeremih]
       F
Tell her be free, baby, spread your wings
     Am
Got your legs in the sky like a plane
               C  F
Let me guard that, I'm the pilot
      F
Can't nobody see you 30 thousand feet
    Am
On your knees in them Prada's
              C  Dm
Makin' freaky shit come up out her

[Hook: Jeremih]
        F        Am
Get high baby roll one, cloud nine, 'bout to go up
 C                 F
Lovin' the feel of the turbulence, girl, when we turn up
           F
When we land we can roll out
      Am
Show you somethin' you ain't know about
 C                   F
Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show out

[Verse 3: J. Cole]
Cole World, I got it, I got it, I got it, listen
 F        Am
You need a nigga that's gonna come over and dig you out
 C          F
You need a nigga that you know is not gon' run his mouth
 F           Am
You need a nigga when he done probably gon' put you out
 C              Dm
You need a nigga that's gon' put it in your mouth
 F            Am
Dick so big it's like a foot is in yo' mouth
   C               F
And you ain't babysitting, but my kids all on yo' couch
   F       Am
And oh, you nasty, oh, oh, you nasty
 C         Dm
Both graduated so fuck keepin' it classy
    F              Am
Look, they love me in the Chi like MJ

They love me in the Chi like Oprah
 C                F
No nigga could block, not even Dikembe

Compared to Cole, boy, you're softer than a sofa
   F            Am
And so far my new shit's so fire, nigga, check my profile
          C        Dm
Who you know make waves in a low tide?

Deebo'ed yo' bitch, now she both ours
     F
Nigga, little brown liquor in my liver
Am
Pretty brown thang in my bed
    C
Been a long time since I had to ask for head
    F
So god damn don't make me beg
    F              Am
But I will if I need to cause for real, girl, I need you
    C                       Dm (One Strum - let it ring)
I could put you on a flight, we could take off tonight

If you scared of heights, shit I got a pill I could feed you

Cole

[Bridge: Jeremih]
           F       Am
I can put you in the Mile High Club, what's up?
       C   F
Let's take a trip
             F     Am
Have you ever read "The World Is Yours"
    C  Dm