Chords for Jay5ive - WTF (Official Music Video)

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[C#] GIRL DAMN NENNI
_ _ [F#] Sweepin [C#] Motherf*** with the sweepers
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[F] healer, ye [F#m] weldon
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Gosh they mother f*** with the sweeps
She [A] could be nauseous with me, [A#] like damn, [C#] can you push off the beat?
Like, why the [F#] fuck you testing me?
[A#m] My ass got ghosty and she's for the team
Like, so why she tryna rumble me?
Like, damn, fam, [F#] can you make time for me?
She keep grabbing my cup, tryna turn [A#] on the beat
When my mouth got a lot on me, it's fleas
I'm not tryna fuck [A] with you, just get on your [C#] knees
She throw her back, tryna master the beat
I knew that it was lit, [F#] cause she tryna get [C#] neat
Tryna get neat
[A] Like, baby girl, you moving tricky
She a whole [A#m] shit popper, so she tryna eat me
She [G#] throw her back, why she moving so freaky?
She a nonsense, tryna get me to blush
But I still [D#] gotta keep it on hush
So in the morning, [C#] I'm here, niggas talk
For the party, [F#] check that on the jump
She's [C#] following me, stupid, she want her gun
Gave her my proof and she started to run
On the 2-2 TV, was just me and
On the 2 [G#]-2 TV, we was looking for fun
The crew pussy, I was keeping a buck
Niggas kick off anytime [Am] when I up
Cops [A#] done died, niggas got shot
[G#m] But how many niggas, they slaughtered [F#] us?
[F] I done had niggas saying, what the fuck?
The niggas the rapper, now they're Adam Duff
From West to East, from Boston to LA
That's where my mother at, [E] niggas up
She's jacking drink, [C#] I was smoking on rape
She's jacking bed, [A] cause I got nothing on Blake
[G#m] Bitches smoking, they dancing my place
If I'm lying, I'm flying, and that's [B] what I need
I'm climbing [F] up, I thought I just wanna [A#] taste
I carry my boom, throw it back, I won't break
She ain't here with J-Fa, she gon' say
She know [N] about this shit, that I keep on my way
She wanna be [C#] closer, but we ain't
She fucking a bro, she cannot be my bitch
She want [G#] her Uta, so she keep it
I been flocking this shit like I throw [D] gotta case
Like I'm Mr.
Make [D#] Them Get Up out the way
Like I'm [G#m] Mr.
Put Em A Word [A] On The End
Every time [G#m] that I threw that some word, I was worried
Like I wasn't trying [E] to take the call
I shot Eli, Bolling, Murk
How could I forget [B] about driving?
I got tight boots, 4-3
How could [A#] I forget about driving?
Every camp night, Brody was bugging this shit
[A] They locked that bro behind the gate
Like kicked off a bus, that way [A#] they get him for shit
[D#m] That work like a [A#] hero, he ain't fat
Like I don't got Pope, this is my desert, bitch
Now they [F] got left on the tree
Like who got shot, niggas be spitting [G#m] for what
Niggas do not have [F#] no aim
They tryna [F] invest, they think that we going for that
My niggas be with their fame
And shit, but it's this stuff alone
When the bro's in the cut, my niggas throw like dame
Like how many niggas did J-Fa fuck?
How many niggas took El Robb?
And how many niggas [G#] did J-Fa fuck?
Them niggas act like they fucking [B] a pro Woo!
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Niggas do not have no aim
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[C#] _ _ _ [G#] And shit, [G] but it's this stuff alone
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