Chords for Chris Brown - Look at Me Now (Lyrics) ft. Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes

Tempo:
71.4 bpm
Chords used:

Am

F#

B

D

A

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Chris Brown - Look at Me Now (Lyrics) ft. Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes chords
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I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club.
You can't even get in.
Leg out.
Yellow model kid.
Yellow bottles sipping.
Yellow Lamborghini.
Yellow top missing.
Yep, yep, that shit look like a toupee.
I'll get what you get in 10 years.
In two days.
Ladies love me.
I'm on my cool J.
If you get what I get, what would you say?
She wacks it all off, Mr.
Miyagi
And her suicide doors, [Am] Arikari
Look at me now, look at me now, oh
I'm gettin' paper
Look at me now, oh, look at me now, yeah
Fresh, you know, woah, [N] fuck
Lil' nigga bigger than gorilla
Cause I'm feelin' every nigga that can try to be on my shit
Better cuff your chick, if you do that I can get her
And she accidentally sleepin' all on my dick
Oops, I said, on my dick
I ain't really mean to say on my dick
But since we talkin' about my dick
All of you here to say hi to me I'm done
Hey, old breezy
Let me show you how to keep the dice rollin'
When you're doin' that thing over there, homie Let's go
Cause I'm feelin' like I'm runnin'
And I'm feelin' like I gotta get away
Get away, get away
Better know that I know
And I won't ever stop
Cause you know I gotta win every day, day Go
She be-be-be-be-be wanna pop me
Just know that you will never flop me
And I know that I could be a little cocky
You ain't never gonna stop me
Every time I come a nigga gotta set it
Then I gotta go on and I gotta get it
Then I gotta blow and then I gotta shut up
Any little thing a nigga [F#] think that he be doin'
Cause it doesn't matter
Cause I'm gonna [B] da-da-da-da-da
Then I'm gonna murder everything and anything [D] about it
Boom, bada-bing
I gotta do a lot of things to make it clearer
To a couple niggas that I always [A] winnin'
And I gotta get it again and again and again
And [Am] I be doin' it to death
And now I move a little fowler, nigga
Better call a rep and everybody know my style
And niggas know that I'm the best
When [D#] they come to doin' this
And I be bangin' on my chest
And [Am] I'm bangin' in the east
And I'm bangin' in the west
And I'm come to get you more
And I will never get you less
You will hear it in the street
And you can read it in the press
Do you [E] really wanna know what's next? Let's go
See the way we on it and we all up in the race
And you know we gotta go
Now try to keep up with the pace
And we strugglin' and hustlin'
And I said it and I get it
And we always gotta do it
Take it to another place
Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it
And I gotta cut all through this traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne
But I know I gotta have [Am] it Have it
Look at me now
Look at me now Oh
I'm gettin' paper
Look at me now Oh
Look at me now Yeah
Fresh, you know Buff
Man, fuck these bitch ass niggas
How y'all doin'?
[N] I'm LeTouche
I'm a nuisance
I go stupid
I go dumb like the Three Stooges
I don't eat sushi
I'm this shit
No, I'm pollution No substitution
Got a bitch that playin' movies in my jacuzzi Pussy juicy
I never give a fuck about a hater
Got money on my radar
Dressed like a skater
Got a big house
Came with an elevator
You niggas ain't eatin'
Fuckin' tell a waiter
All they say shoot him
And I say okay
If you want that bullshit
Then I'm like, oh look
I don't care what you say
So don't even speak
Your girlfriend a freak
Like Cirque du Soleil
That's word to my flag
And my flag red
I'm outta my head
Bitch, I'm outta my mind
From the bottom I climb
You ain't hotter than mine
Nope, got [Am] all my time
And I'm not even tryin'
What's poppin'?
Slime, nut and five
And if they trippin'
Fuck on five
I ain't got no time to shuck and jive
These niggas this sweet as pumpkin pie
It's rock [N] and spike
On a private flight
Bitch, I've been tight
Since God in life
And my pockets white
And my diamonds white
And my mama's nice
And my dad is dead
You faggots scared
Cause I'm too wild
Been here for a while
I was like, fuck trial
I put it down
I'm so young, money
If you got eyes
Look at me [Am] now
Bitch, look at me now
Look at me now How?
Look at me now How?
Look at me now Yeah
I'm fresher than a moth Fuck off
[N]
Okay
Okay?
What?
What?
I'm fresher than a moth
Key:  
Am
2311
F#
134211112
B
12341112
D
1321
A
1231
Am
2311
F#
134211112
B
12341112
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Let's start jamming Chris Brown - Look At Me Now chords, practice the chord sequence D#, Am, N, Am, E and Am. A good strategy is to initiate at 35 BPM and then accelerate to the track's regular speed of 71 BPM. With the song's key of A Minor, set your capo to fit your vocal range and chord choice.

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_ _ _ I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club.
You can't even get in.
_ Leg out.
_ _ Yellow model kid.
Yellow bottles sipping.
Yellow Lamborghini.
Yellow top missing.
Yep, yep, that shit look like a toupee.
I'll get what you get in 10 years.
In two days.
Ladies love me.
I'm on my cool J.
If you get what I get, what would you say?
She wacks it all off, Mr.
Miyagi
And her suicide doors, [Am] Arikari
Look at me now, look at me now, oh
I'm gettin' paper
Look at me now, oh, look at me now, yeah
Fresh, you know, woah, [N] fuck
Lil' nigga bigger than gorilla
Cause I'm feelin' every nigga that can try to be on my shit
Better cuff your chick, if you do that I can get her
And she accidentally sleepin' all on my dick
Oops, I said, on my dick
I ain't really mean to say on my dick
But since we talkin' about my dick
All of you here to say hi to me I'm done
Hey, old breezy
Let me show you how to keep the dice rollin'
When you're doin' that thing over there, homie _ _ Let's go
Cause I'm feelin' like I'm runnin'
And I'm feelin' like I gotta get away
Get away, get away
Better know that I know
And I won't ever stop
Cause you know I gotta win every day, day Go
She be-be-be-be-be wanna pop me
Just know that you will never flop me
And I know that I could be a little cocky
You ain't never gonna stop me
Every time I come a nigga gotta set it
Then I gotta go on and I gotta get it
Then I gotta blow and then I gotta shut up
Any little thing a nigga [F#] think that he be doin'
Cause it doesn't matter
Cause I'm gonna [B] da-da-da-da-da
Then I'm gonna murder everything and anything [D] about it
Boom, bada-bing
I gotta do a lot of things to make it clearer
To a couple niggas that I always [A] winnin'
And I gotta get it again and again and again
And [Am] I be doin' it to death
And now I move a little fowler, nigga
Better call a rep and everybody know my style
And niggas know that I'm the best
When [D#] they come to doin' this
And I be bangin' on my chest
And [Am] I'm bangin' in the east
And I'm bangin' in the west
And I'm come to get you more
And I will never get you less
You will hear it in the street
And you can read it in the press
Do you [E] really wanna know what's next? Let's go
See the way we on it and we all up in the race
And you know we gotta go
Now try to keep up with the pace
And we strugglin' and hustlin'
And I said it and I get it
And we always gotta do it
Take it to another place
Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it
And I gotta cut all through this traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne
But I know I gotta have [Am] it Have it
Look at me now
Look at me now Oh
I'm gettin' paper
Look at me now Oh
Look at me now Yeah
Fresh, you know Buff
Man, fuck these bitch ass niggas
How y'all doin'?
[N] I'm LeTouche
I'm a nuisance
I go stupid
I go dumb like the Three Stooges
I don't eat sushi
I'm this shit
No, I'm pollution No substitution
Got a bitch that playin' movies in my jacuzzi Pussy juicy
I never give a fuck about a hater
Got money on my radar
Dressed like a skater
Got a big house
Came with an elevator
You niggas ain't eatin'
Fuckin' tell a waiter
All they say shoot him
And I say okay
If you want that bullshit
Then I'm like, oh look
I don't care what you say
So don't even speak
Your girlfriend a freak
Like Cirque du Soleil
That's word to my flag
And my flag red
I'm outta my head
Bitch, I'm outta my mind
From the bottom I climb
You ain't hotter than mine
Nope, got [Am] all my time
And I'm not even tryin'
What's poppin'?
Slime, nut and five
And if they trippin'
Fuck on five
I ain't got no time to shuck and jive
These niggas this sweet as pumpkin pie
It's rock [N] and spike
On a private flight
Bitch, I've been tight
Since God in life
And my pockets white
And my diamonds white
And my mama's nice
And my dad is dead
You faggots scared
Cause I'm too wild
Been here for a while
I was like, fuck trial
I put it down
I'm so young, money
If you got eyes
Look at me [Am] now
Bitch, look at me now
Look at me now How?
_ _ _ Look at me now How?
Look at me now Yeah
I'm fresher than a moth Fuck off
[N] _
Okay
_ _ _ Okay? _
What?
What?
_ I'm fresher than a moth _ _ _