Chords for AZEALIA BANKS - 212 - OFFICIAL VIDEO

Tempo:
124.7 bpm
Chords used:

F#

C#

G#

A

G

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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AZEALIA BANKS - 212 - OFFICIAL VIDEO chords
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[G#m]
[N] I'm ready to dance when the band poppin' When they hit that dip, get your camera
Be conceiving that bitch, shit, Tampa And the DM that knows her studyin'
The bitch who wants to compete And I could freak a bit that pump with the
peepin' You know what you did, you become when her
leavin' I just wanna hit that punch with your peeps
and sit in that Dutch FB street and kick it with your bitch who come from Parisians
You know where to get my pump in the evening I should wanna lick my plum in the evening
And put that tongue tongue to deep in I guess that cunt get any in
I guess that cunt get any in I guess that cunt get any in
I guess that cunt get any in
[F#]
I was in the Q12, I'm the uptown A nigga you know what's up or don't you
Word to who made you, I'm a rude bitch, nigga, what are you made of?
I'm being screwed up, dude, I could bust your A, I'm a B12, fuck it, y'all do
I want you to make bucks, I'm a real bright nigga, bet you do want to fuck
Come nigga, do you want to come?
You need to get covered in my Q12
Cockle [C#] lickin' in the water by the blue bayou, caught the warm goo
Thank you, drag q sign, nigga, you're a cool A dude
Plus your bitch might lick it, wanna go at you, come to 1-2
What you do do, q sign, fucker, you in too, huh?
Niggas better U-run run, you could get shot, homie, but you want to put your guns up
[G] Tell your crew don't front, I'm the headline, nigga, you need to U [F#]-run 2-1
Bitch, I'm about to blew up you, I'm the 1-2 day, I'm the new Shabu, young Rapunzel
Who are you to say what?
I'm a real nigga, man
[N]
[D#] [F#]
Ayo, I [G#] heard you're ridin' [A] with the same [B] talk
Talk, [C#] talk, talkin' [F#] I'm your man, son
[D#] Sayin' you're runnin' [A] but you ain't goin'
[B] No way, no way, [F#] procrastinating, girl
You [G#] gotta love, but you [A] just waste all
[B] [C#] Use it, they don't [F#] forget your name, so
Ain't got [G#] nobody [A] to play by [C#] [G#] yourself, yeah
[F#] What you [G] gon' do when I am there?
Bitch, that ain't no reliable [F#] air
Bitch, you're in my head
What you gon' do when I am there?
Bitch, that ain't no reliable air
Bitch, you're in my head
Bitch, I'm in the 2-1-2 with the 5th pattern against the 2-1-Z
Fuck your gun, dude, when you're being sprayed up, that is bitch, won't get a medal, you won't do much
See, even if you do want to bust your bitch, it gets cut and cut the crew up, too
Pop, you playin' with the butter like a boo, won't you?
Crop the gun, too
What you do, you do, hun?
I fuck him with your cutie, cute
What's your dick like, homie?
What are you in, see?
What's the run, dude?
Where do you wake up?
Tell your bitch, keep eatin' I'm a new one, too, huh
See, I remember you when you were the young new face
We could do like two slumber, don't you?
Now you blew up, too, hun
I'ma ruin you, cunt
What you gon' do when I am there?
Bitch, that ain't no reliable air
Bitch, you're in my head
What you gon' do when I am there?
Bitch, you're in my head
Bitch, you're in my [G]
head
[D#]
Key:  
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134211112
C#
12341114
G#
134211114
A
1231
G
2131
F#
134211112
C#
12341114
G#
134211114
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_ _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] I'm ready to dance when the band poppin' When they hit that dip, get your camera
Be conceiving that bitch, shit, Tampa And the DM that knows her studyin'
The bitch who wants to compete And I could freak a bit that pump with the
peepin' You know what you did, you become when her
leavin' I just wanna hit that punch with your peeps
and sit in that Dutch FB street and kick it with your bitch who come from Parisians
You know where to get my pump in the evening I should wanna lick my plum in the evening
And put that tongue tongue to deep in I guess that cunt get any in
I guess that cunt get any in I guess that cunt get any in
I guess that cunt get any in
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
I was in the Q12, I'm the uptown A nigga you know what's up or don't you
Word to who made you, I'm a rude bitch, nigga, what are you made of?
I'm being screwed up, dude, I could bust your A, I'm a B12, fuck it, y'all do
I want you to make bucks, I'm a real bright nigga, bet you do want to fuck
Come nigga, do you want to come?
You need to get covered in my Q12
Cockle [C#] lickin' in the water by the blue bayou, caught the warm goo
Thank you, drag q sign, nigga, you're a cool A dude
Plus your bitch might lick it, wanna go at you, come to 1-2
What you do do, q sign, fucker, you in too, huh?
Niggas better U-run run, you could get shot, homie, but you want to put your guns up
[G] Tell your crew don't front, I'm the headline, nigga, you need to U [F#]-run 2-1
Bitch, I'm about to blew up you, I'm the 1-2 day, I'm the new Shabu, young Rapunzel
Who are you to say what?
I'm a real nigga, man
[N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D#] _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
Ayo, I [G#] heard you're ridin' [A] with the same [B] talk
Talk, [C#] talk, talkin' [F#] I'm your man, son
_ _ [D#] Sayin' you're runnin' [A] but you ain't goin'
[B] No way, no way, [F#] procrastinating, girl
_ You [G#] gotta love, but you [A] just waste all
[B] [C#] Use it, they don't [F#] forget your name, so
Ain't got _ _ _ [G#] nobody [A] to play by [C#] _ _ [G#] yourself, yeah
[F#] What you [G] gon' do when I am there?
_ _ Bitch, that ain't no reliable [F#] air
Bitch, you're in my head
What you gon' do when I am _ _ _ there?
Bitch, that ain't no reliable air
Bitch, you're in my head
Bitch, I'm in the 2-1-2 with the 5th pattern against the 2-1-Z
Fuck your gun, dude, when you're being sprayed up, that is bitch, won't get a medal, you won't do much
See, even if you do want to bust your bitch, it gets cut and cut the crew up, too
Pop, you playin' with the butter like a boo, won't you?
Crop the gun, too
What you do, you do, hun?
I fuck him with your cutie, cute
What's your dick like, homie?
What are you in, see?
What's the run, dude?
Where do you wake up?
Tell your bitch, keep eatin' I'm a new one, too, huh
See, I remember you when you were the young new face
We could do like two slumber, don't you?
Now you blew up, too, hun
I'ma ruin you, cunt
What you gon' do when I am there?
_ Bitch, that ain't no reliable air
Bitch, you're in my head
What you gon' do when I am there?
_ _ _ Bitch, you're in my head _
Bitch, you're in my _ _ [G] _ _
head
_ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ _