No More Parties In L.A. chords by Kanye West

Chords with lyrics

No capo

G+G
La di da di da, da...
D MajorD
I like this flavor
E minorEm
La di da di da, la...
C majorC
Let me tell you
G+G
I'm out here from a very far away place
D MajorD
All for a chance to be a star
E minorEm           C majorC
Nowhere seems to be too far!

G+G
No more parties in L.A
D MajorD
Please baby no more parties in L.A, uh
E minorEm
No more parties in L.A
C majorC
Please baby no more parties in L.A, uh
G+G
No more (Los Angeles)
D MajorD
Please (shake that body, party that body)
E minorEm
Please (shake that body, party that body)
C majorC
Please (shake that body, party that body)

G+G
Hey baby you forgot your Ray Bans
D MajorD
And my sheets still orange from your spray tan
E minorEm
It was more than soft porn for the K-man
C majorC
She remember my Sprinter, said "I was in the grape van"
G+G
Uhm, well cutie, I like your bougie booty
D MajorD
Come Erykah Badu me, well, let's make a movie
E minorEm
Hell, you know my repertoire is like a wrestler
C majorC
I show you the ropes, connect the dots
G+G
A augmentedA country girl that love Hollywood
D MajorD
Mama used to cook red beans and rice
E minorEm
Now it's Denny's, 4 in the morning, spoil your appetite
C majorC
Liquor pouring and niggas swarming your section with erection
G+G
Smoke in every direction, middle finger pedestrians
D MajorD
R&B singers and lesbians, rappers and managers
E minorEm
Music and iPhone cameras
C majorC
This shit unanimous for you, it's damaging for you, one thing
G+G
That pussy should only be holding exclusive rights to me, I mean
D MajorD
He flew you in this motherfucker on first class
E minorEm
Even went out his way so you could check in an extra bag
C majorC
Now you wanna divide the yam like it equate the math?
G+G
That shit don't add up, you're making them mad as fuck
D MajorD
She said she came out here to find an A-list rapper
E minorEm
I said baby, spin that round and say the alphabet backwards
C majorC
You're dealing with malpractice, don't kill a good nigga's confidence
G+G
Just cause he a nerd and you don't know what a condom is
D MajorD
The head still good though, the head still good though
E minorEm
Ladies say "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo"
C majorC
Make a nigga say big words and act lyrical, make me get spiritual
G+G
Make me believe in miracles, Buddhist monks and Captain Crunch cereal
D MajorD
Lord have mercy, thou will not hurt me
E minorEm
Five buddies all herded up on a Thursday
C majorC
Bottle service, head service, I came in first place
G+G
The opportunity, the proper top of breast and booty cheek
D MajorD
The pop community, I mean these bitches come with union fee
E minorEm
And I walk through with ease, moving units through consumer streets
C majorC
Then my shoe released, she was kicking in gratuity
G+G
And yeah G, I was all for it
D MajorD
She said K Lamar, you kind of dumb to be a poet
E minorEm
I'mma put you on game for the lames that don't know they're a rookie
C majorC
Instagram is the best way to promote some pussy

G+G
Scary, scary
D MajorD
No more parties in LA
E minorEm
Please baby, no more parties in LA
C majorC
Friday night tryna make it into the city
G+G
Breakneck speeds, passenger seat something pretty
D MajorD
Thinking back to how I got here in the first place
E minorEm
Second class bitches wouldn't let me on first base
C majorC
A augmentedA backpack nigga with luxury taste buds
G+G
And a Louis Vuitton store, got all of my pay stubs
D MajorD
Got pussy from beats I did for niggas more famous
E minorEm
When did I become A augmentedA list? I wasn't even on a list
C majorC
Strippers get invited to where they only get hired
G+G
When I get on my Steve Jobs, somebody gon' get fired
D MajorD
I was uninspired since Lauryn Hill retired
E minorEm
And 3 Stacks, man, you preach it to the choir
C majorC
Any rumor you heard about me was true and 🏷Legendary
G+G
I done got Lewinsky and paid secretaries
D MajorD
For all my niggas with babies by bitches
E minorEm
That use their kids as meal tickets
C majorC
Not knowing the disconnect from the father
G+G
The next generation will be the real victims
D MajorD
I can't fault 'em really
E minorEm
I remember Amber told my boy no

matter what happens she ain't going back to Philly
C majorC
Back to our regularly scheduled programmin'
G+G
Of week content of slow jammin'
D MajorD
But don't worry, this one's so jammin'
E minorEm
You know that L.A. is so jammin'
C majorC
I be thinkin' every day
G+G
Mulholland Drive, need to put up some got damn barricades
D MajorD
I be paranoid every time
E minorEm
The pressure, the problem ain't I be drivin'
C majorC
The problem is I be textin'
G+G
My psychiatrist got kids that I inspired
D MajorD
First song they played to me was 'bout their friend that just died
E minorEm
Textin' and drivin' down Mulholland Drive
C majorC
That's why I'd rather take the 405
G+G
I be worried 'bout my daughter, I be worried 'bout Kim
D MajorD
But Saint is baby Ye, I ain't worried 'bout him
E minorEm
I had my life threatened by best friends who had selfish intents
C majorC
What I'm supposed to do?
G+G
Ride around with a bulletproof car and some tints?
D MajorD
Every agent I know know I hate agents
E minorEm
I'm too black, I'm too vocal, I'm too flagrant
C majorC
Something smellin' like shit, that's the new fragrance
G+G
It's just me, I do it my way, bitch
D MajorD
Some days I'm in my Yeezys, some days I'm in my Vans
E minorEm
If I knew y'all made plans I wouldn't've popped the Xans
C majorC
I know some fans who thought I wouldn't rap like this again
G+G
But the writer's block is over, emcees cancel your plans
D MajorD
I'm 38 years old, a 8 year old with rich nigga problems
E minorEm
Tell my wife that I hate the road so I ain't never drivin'
C majorC
It took 6 months to take the Maybach all matted out
G+G
And my assistance crashed as soon as they backed it out
D MajorD
Got damn, got up of fade, I might slam
E minorEm
Pink fur, got Nori dressing like Cam, thank God for me
C majorC
Whole family gettin' money, thank God for E!
G+G
I love rockin' jewelry, a whole neck full
D MajorD
Bitches say he funny and disrespectful
E minorEm
I feel like Pablo when I'm workin' on my shoes
C majorC
I feel like Pablo when I see me on the news
G+G
I feel like Pablo when I'm workin' on my house
D MajorD
Tell 'em party's in here, we don't need to go out
E minorEm
We need the turbo thots, high speed, turbo thots
C majorC
Drop-drop-drop-drop it like Robocop
G+G
She brace herself and hold my stomach, good dick'll do that
D MajorD
She keep pushin' me back, good dick'll do that
E minorEm
She push me back when the dick go too deep
C majorC
This good dick'll put your ass to sleep
G+G
Get money, money, money, money
D MajorD
Big, big money, money, money, money
E minorEm
And as far as real friends tell my cousins I love 'em
C majorC
Even the one that stole the laptop, you dirty motherfucker

G+G             D MajorD
I just keep on lovin' you, baby
E minorEm                   C majorC
And there's no one else I know who can take your place

G+G
Please baby no more parties in LA, uh
D MajorD
Please baby no more parties in LA, uh
E minorEm
No more parties in LA
C majorC
Please baby no more parties in LA, uh
G+G
No more parties in LA
D MajorD
Please baby no more parties in LA, uh
E minorEm        C majorC
No more (Los Angeles)

G+G
I'm out here from a very far away place
D MajorD
All for a chance to be a star
E minorEm           C majorC