Magnolia chords by Lil Wayne
Guitar chords with lyrics
Intro: Bm Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here? Verse 1: Uh Bm In New York like Biggie, ROC, plants on my sock Bm G She runnin' from the cock and when I shoot I blatttt Bm Yeah, tell that thot her number blocked Bm G Yeah, Stunna number block Bm This New Orleans milly rock Bm G Let 'em milly rock Bm Me and woe don't really rock Bm G Evidently not, brrrr Bm Yeah, tell 'em it's the ROC Bm G In New York, let Jigga rock, I'm higher than my socks Bm I'm twisted like my locks, big up to the Lox Bm I did a show with Ja Bm Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here? Bm G Did a show with Ja, soon as I left the spot Bm G Pulled over by the cops, them b**ches found my Glock Bm G They threw me in the box, eight months tops Bm G Starin' at the clock, commissary stopped Bm G Man when Carter 5 drop, a nigga jaw gon' drop Bm G The b**ches' drawers gon' drop, and then the call's gon' drop Bm Hello? Bm I ball too hard, they flop, woah Bm And all of these b**ches got ass Bm How did they get it so fast? Bm They ain't have that in the past, I still smash Bm In L.A. they gettin' shots, b**ch I know the docs Bm G M.I.A, we on a yacht, your b**ch know where we dock
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Chorus: Bm Bm Hollup, I ain't from the 'Nolia, but Tunechi still a soldier Bm G And rest in peace to Soulja, 'cause he was real Magnolia, yeah Verse 2: Bm And I, f**k, these, hoes Bm If, I, don't, doze Bm G Off, on, that drank Bm G If I, do, b**ch you to blame, coochie lame Bm G Weed, stank, it better be the only thing Bm G Big bank, take lil' bank, you know the game Bm G All these b**ches want Young Carter, Young Carter Bm G The fireman and fire starter, need water Bm Woo, all of your b**ches, they poo Bm G All of my b**ches, they're new Bm G They got more b**ches than you Bm G All of these hoes is gon' loose Bm But my b**ch keep me in the loop Bm G She blow me like hot Campbell's soup Bm My woadies come out like a troop Bm G Innocent bystander, oops Bm Ain't tryin' might find out your fruits Bm G I'm in a pineapple coupe Bm G Passin' you up like juke Bm G Turnin' heads like a screw Bm Give that ho a tip Bm Enough to buy a whip Bm Give that ho some sip Bm G She fall asleep, I dip Bm I'm rich, b**ch Bm Money, Mitch Bm What's in that, bag? Bm G 14, bricks Bm You got 14 bricks in that bag? Bm Used to, used to drive a Masi' Bm Used to be locked up, with the dude that stopped Ashanti Bm Used to be in Hollygrove with dudes that caught them bodies Bm G Tunechi got so many hoes, they call me John Thotty Bm G Tell your b**ch I'm Mr. Biggs, my nigga, Ron Isley Bm G I'm kamikaze-in' you niggas, Ronda Rousey Bm G It's New Orleans, Milly Rock, drop it to the socks Bm G OVO Jordans, the ones that haven't dropped, uh Bm Waitin' for Carter 5 to drop, uh Bm G It's the, it's the Roc, uh Bm Tell them b**ches it's the Roc, yeah, yeah Bm G I'm throwin' up the Roc, yeah Chorus: I ain't from Magnolia, but Tunechi still a soldier And rest in peace to Soulja, 'cause he was real Magnolia, yeah
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