Woop Woop chords by Kid Ink

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Key: B

Difficulty: Novice

Intro:
|B Db |Ebm Bbm
|B Db |Ebm Bbm

Pre-Chorus:
B           Db                     Ebm                 Bbm                    B
All I gotta do is pull up with the pound right now and I could get high with you (yeah)
               Db                   Ebm                        Bbm                          B
All she gotta do is drop somethin' down, move around, while I pitch a couple bands to the roof
                     Db                   Ebm                         Bbm                B
Let's bend a couple rules and get another room, that's a lil' more private, all eyes on you
              Db            Ebm                   Bbm
All you gotta do is (ooh), motivate me with your movement

Chorus:
B                           Db
While I throwing all these dead pres
Ebm                         Bbm
Watch me hit 'em with the finesse
B                          Db
You don't want check for damage
Ebm                Bbm
I put that ass to Paris

Verse 1:
B          Db
Watch me pull up in the coupe
Ebm                  Bbm
Two seat, I got the double with the scoop
B                    Db
But it's a , ain't niggas from the(with me)
Ebm               Bbm
Dub city, I just send a alley oop
B         Db
From the window to the wall
          Ebm                          Bbm
With the southshade from me when the money start to fall (okay)
B              Db                       Ebm                      Bbm
Lookin' like Lamelo when I ball, might pump fake then watch 'em jump criss-cross
B
Okay
           Db                    Ebm
I take my hand and I put on your waist
              Bbm                           B
She look and tell me nigga, this ain't no race
           Db                       Ebm
It's all good I can move with your pace
         Bbm                           B
While I wait I'ma break it down like mmmh
      Db                          Ebm
Roll some then we blow it to the moon
         Bbm                             B
Hit the gas and you feel that shit like vroom vroom
      Db                          Ebm
Legs up and I act that shit like mmmh
        Bbm
Need a boom boom boom baby

Pre-Chorus:
B           Db                     Ebm                 Bbm                    B
All I gotta do is pull up with the pound right now and I could get high with you (yeah)
               Db                   Ebm                        Bbm                          B
All she gotta do is drop somethin' down, move around, while I pitch a couple bands to the roof
                     Db                   Ebm                         Bbm                B
Let's bend a couple rules and get another room, that's a lil' more private, all eyes on you
              Db            Ebm                   Bbm
All you gotta do is (ooh), motivate me with your movement

Chorus:
B                           Db
While I throwing all these dead pres
Ebm                         Bbm
Watch me hit 'em with the finesse
B                          Db
You don't want check for damage
Ebm                Bbm
I put that ass to Paris

Verse 2:
B                  Db
I'm feeling like J.F.
Ebm                       Bbm
Waving at the top of the hook, go crazy
B                           Db
A shit, got them bitches jumpin' outta cages
      Ebm                       Bbm
But can't get close, cause I'm way too famous
B                     Db
Still tryna keep it humble
           Ebm                           Bbm
While she bang, in the mirror see the gunoo
          B                        Db
Break it down need chains for the hundoo
      Ebm                            Bbm
Every man for themselves while you ramboo
B
Okay
       Db                        Ebm
I'mma get you up and out them balmains
         Bbm                          B           Db
See you walking by the hill with no string, no strings
             Ebm                    Bbm                B
Simple and plain before your mind change lets ride a mmmh
      Db                          Ebm
Roll some then we blow it to the moon
         Bbm                             B
Hit the gas and you feel that shit like vroom vroom
      Db                          Ebm
Legs up and I act that shit like mmmh
        Bbm
Need a boom boom boom baby

Pre-Chorus:
B           Db                     Ebm                 Bbm                    B
All I gotta do is pull up with the pound right now and I could get high with you (yeah)
               Db                   Ebm                        Bbm                          B
All she gotta do is drop somethin' down, move around, while I pitch a couple bands to the roof
                     Db                   Ebm                         Bbm                B
Let's bend a couple rules and get another room, that's a lil' more private, all eyes on you
              Db            Ebm                   Bbm
All you gotta do is (ooh), motivate me with your movement

Chorus: x2
B                           Db
While I throwing all these dead pres
Ebm                         Bbm
Watch me hit 'em with the finesse
B                          Db
You don't want check for damage
Ebm                Bbm
I put that ass to Paris

Outro:
(Repeat till fade)
|B Db |Ebm Bbm