Celebration Akkorde von
Tyga
Tyga

N/A2 Aufrufe
Tonart: F# minor
Verse 1
C#m
F#
C#m
I ain’t gotta do nothing,
Bbdim
I ain’t gotta say shit
A
Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up,
C#m
it’s a fucking celebration
Bbdim
F#
C#m
Yeah, everything is alright,
Bbdim
I propose a toast to the greatest
You be get up on this fly
A
shit baby
C#m
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches
Verse 2
C#m
Ballin' in this bitch cause I’m better
Bbdim
Models at my table when
they down for whatever
A
It’s a cold world so
C#m
it’s heat in my leather
F#
We gonna make it rain,
C#m
we ain’t tripping off the weather
Work day suit removed
Jay baby baby let me put
you on game
I got that crazy crazy eye
drive you insane
Every play make these niggas
know my name
T- Raw, young star, Gringo
Bbdim
Shining hard every
second don't blink ho
A
If you ain’t sipping and
C#m
you tripping better drink more
F#
C#m
Too many dicks on the field
trying to get yours
What your home girl don’t
Bbdim
know
Won’t hurt her so girl let go
C#m
They say they ain’t tricking nigga got it
But we ain’t tricking
anything and we got it, so
Verse 3
C#m
I ain’t gotta do nothing,
Bbdim
I ain’t gotta say shit
A
Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up,
C#m
it’s a fucking celebration
F#
Bbdim
C#m
Yeah, everything is alright,
Bbdim
I propose a toast to the greatest
You be get up on this fly
A
shit baby
C#m
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches
Verse 4
G#m
C#m
Fly, fly niggas do fly thangs
Overseas,
Bbdim
I can put you on my dream team
C#m
A
C#m
High king, Tyga- lajuwan 2 rings,
F#
yeah we on one
C#m
We ain’t never done,
G#m
C#m
it’s small fun when you living how we living
Bbdim
Big living room, beautiful women
Baby take your shoes off,
C#m
she just trying to kick it
Gone down town now,
F#
she gonna let me kiss it
G#m
C#m
So good, yep yep,
Young Money and we all good
Bbdim
All my homies in this thang
wish a nigga would
A
C#m
If a nigga could,
I don’t think he should
F#
Getting money,
C#m
rocking clubs like t woods
Bright lights like we living in the sky
Bbdim
Erybody put your hands high
C#m
It ain’t tricking nigga got it
F#
But we ain’t tricking anything
G#m
and we got it, so
C#m
I ain’t gotta
Verse 5
do nothing,
Bbdim
I ain’t gotta say shit
A
Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up,
C#m
F#
it’s a fucking celebration
C#m
Yeah, everything is alright,
Bbdim
I propose a toast to the greatest
You be get up on this fly
A
shit baby
C#m
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches
Verse 6
C#m
I ain’t gotta do nothing,
Bbdim
I ain’t gotta say shit
A
Everybody put your cups up and roll the blunts up,
C#m
it’s a fucking celebration
F#
C#m
Yeah, everything is alright,
Bbdim
I propose a toast to the greatest
You be get up on this fly
A
shit baby
C#m
It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

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Akkorde & SongtexteC#m F# Bbdim A G#m