Chords for Lack of Afro - Suspicious Glow feat. Wax

Tempo:
187.15 bpm
Chords used:

F

E

D

A

Eb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Lack of Afro - Suspicious Glow feat. Wax chords
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[D] [F]
Hey [E] yo Waxman, what [Eb] up brah?
It's ya boi.
[D] I was in Las [F] Vegas last night at this [E] party man.
I was hanging [Eb] out with 50 Cent's [D] cousin, DJ's nephew.
[F] Anyway, [E] he said he was gonna hook you up [Eb] man.
I gave him the number, [D] he's in the VIP [F] chamber
with the girl Richie and them.
[E] What up?
[Eb] How is ya boi man?
Turn [D] [F] down the [C] [E] lights.
[A]
[Gm] [D] [F] Let me hear your truth about [Ab] this [A] show.
[D] Oh yeah, [F] turn down the [Dbm] [A] lights.
Let me tell you, I ain't
[Dm] no
I'm [E] fly and [A] I can see.
[G] I [Bm] do my [G] own thing, I hold my own [Dbm] strings.
I see your number [Eb] sometimes when my phone [D] rings.
I used to [Fm] answer but now I hit ignore.
No more time for [Ebm] the folklore [D] in your [F] fake stories that you make up off the cuff.
It [E] used to be that I [Eb] couldn't wait to call you bluff [D] but now I use [F] my time in wiser ways.
It's [B] inefficient.
You've got lies for [Bm] days and everything I've [F] done you've done but better.
[A] But you never do anything [Eb] cool when we're together.
Did [D] a stripper in Toronto [F] right after you won the [E] lotto.
Then you did a model [Eb] with Clay Moe Grotto.
[Bb] Let me make it Moe [Fm] Claro.
We are [E] done, we ain't friends, we ain't buddies, we ain't [Eb] pals, we ain't chums.
You're the [D] boy who cried wolf.
I'm [Dm] pissed off, stripper.
[E] I ain't trying to [Ebm] be rude.
I'm just looking at the [D] crack of the bell.
[F] Turn down the [Em] [A] lights.
[Gm] [F] You're letting your [C] truth [E] fall [A] ashore.
[D] Yeah, turn [F] down the [Am] [A] lights.
You're letting all [D] my suspicions [Dm] go.
[F]
[E] I [A] can't see.
[G] You need to [F] simmer down, turn your dimmer down.
Trying [E] to teach your own horn like you flip around.
Sun up in the ground, you'll see she wasn't [F] you.
Your poker face [Ab] sucks, man.
Give it up, man.
Tell [D] the truth.
I'm an actress [F] in the form of a viddy.
[E] Oh, next time [Eb] say you roll with Diddy at [Bm] the hottest club in [F] New York City.
Especially when the same night my [Eb] boy said he saw you up in [Dm] Jiffy.
Lube up and gain [F] more, getting your oil [E] changed.
Told him you was going to [Eb] the Orioles game.
And [Dm] as the years go by, [F] it's more of the [E] same.
And everybody starts ignoring all [Eb] your stories and claims.
And then [Dm] you wonder why you're pretty [F] much friendless.
It's [E] cause you don't understand [Eb] what a friend is.
You see [Dm] a friend ain't someone you [F] can up and replace.
Someone [E] you lied to.
And you [Ebm] might as well [D] face it.
Turn [F] down the [E] [A] lights.
[D] You're letting [F] your true colors [G] [A] show.
[D] Yeah, turn [F] down the [A] lights.
You're letting all my [D] suspicions go.
[F]
[E] I [A] can't see.
[G] [Abm]
Get out of my face, you imbecile.
Hey, [Db]
all these suits are a waste of time.
You got a friend that's sort of like mine.
Gotta cut the ass off and leave him behind.
And just ask him to club you out of rhythm and rhyme and just dance.
Turn it up.
You gotta throw up.
Turn it up.
All the people in the stands gotta turn it up.
Cars, jeeps, and the fans gotta turn it up.
Just dance.
Turn it up.
You gotta throw up.
Turn it up.
All the people in the stands gotta turn [Abm] it up.
Cars, jeeps, and the [Dbm] fans gotta turn it up.
[D] Hey, [F] yo, Waxman, how come [E] you ain't never call me?
[Eb]
[D] I was gonna tell my boy over [F] at Def Jam about your [E] music, man.
But I guess not [B] now, bro.
[D] Hey, yo, turn [F] down the [E] [A] lights.
[Gm] [F] Love letting your true colors [E] [A] show.
[D] Yeah, [F] turn down your [E] [A] lights.
Until the end of a [D] suspicious [F] glow.
[E] I can't lie.
[A] I can't see.
[Gm] [D] [F]
[C] [E] [A]
[Gm] [F]
[E] [A]
[D] [G]
[Ab] [E] [A]
[D] [F]
[E] [A]
[G] [D]
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A
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To learn Lack Of Afro, Wax - Suspicious Glow chords, begin by getting comfortable with these sequence: Eb, D, F, E, A and D. A strategic approach would be to train at 93 BPM initially, and then accelerate to the song's tempo of 187. Align the capo with your vocal depth and chord choice, bearing in mind the song's original key: D Minor.

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[D] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
Hey [E] yo Waxman, what [Eb] up brah?
It's ya boi.
[D] I was in Las [F] Vegas last night at this [E] party man.
I was hanging [Eb] out with 50 Cent's [D] cousin, _ DJ's nephew.
[F] _ _ Anyway, [E] he said he was gonna hook you up [Eb] man.
I gave him the number, [D] he's in the VIP [F] chamber
with the girl Richie and them.
[E] _ What up?
[Eb] How is ya boi man?
Turn [D] _ _ _ _ [F] _ down the [C] _ [E] lights.
[A] _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ [D] _ [F] Let me hear your truth about [Ab] this [A] show. _ _
[D] Oh yeah, _ _ [F] turn _ down the _ _ [Dbm] [A] lights.
Let me tell you, I ain't _
[Dm] no_ _ _ _ _ _
I'm [E] fly and [A] I can see. _
[G] I [Bm] do my [G] own thing, I hold my own [Dbm] strings.
I see your number [Eb] sometimes when my phone [D] rings.
I used to [Fm] answer but now I hit ignore.
No more time for [Ebm] the folklore [D] in your [F] fake stories that you make up off the cuff.
It [E] used to be that I [Eb] couldn't wait to call you bluff [D] but now I use [F] my time in wiser ways.
It's [B] inefficient.
You've got lies for [Bm] days and everything I've [F] done you've done but better.
[A] But you never do anything [Eb] cool when we're together.
Did [D] a stripper in Toronto [F] right after you won the [E] lotto.
Then you did a model [Eb] with Clay Moe Grotto.
[Bb] Let me make it Moe [Fm] Claro.
We are [E] done, we ain't friends, we ain't buddies, we ain't [Eb] pals, we ain't chums.
You're the [D] boy who cried wolf.
I'm [Dm] pissed off, stripper.
[E] I ain't trying to [Ebm] be rude.
I'm just looking at the [D] crack of the bell.
_ _ _ [F] Turn down the [Em] _ _ [A] lights. _ _ _
[Gm] _ [F] _ You're letting your [C] truth [E] fall _ [A] ashore. _ _ _
[D] Yeah, _ turn _ [F] down the [Am] _ _ [A] lights.
You're letting all [D] my _ suspicions [Dm] go.
[F] _ _
[E] I _ _ [A] can't see.
[G] _ You need to [F] simmer down, turn your dimmer down.
Trying [E] to teach your own horn like you flip around.
Sun up in the ground, you'll see she wasn't [F] you.
Your poker face [Ab] sucks, man.
Give it up, man.
Tell [D] the truth.
I'm an actress _ [F] in the form of a viddy.
[E] Oh, next time [Eb] say you roll with Diddy at [Bm] the hottest club in [F] New York City.
Especially when the same night my [Eb] boy said he saw you up in [Dm] Jiffy.
Lube up and gain [F] more, getting your oil [E] changed.
Told him you was going to [Eb] the Orioles game.
And [Dm] as the years go by, [F] it's more of the [E] same.
And everybody starts ignoring all [Eb] your stories and claims.
And then [Dm] you wonder why you're pretty [F] much friendless.
It's [E] cause you don't understand [Eb] what a friend is.
You see [Dm] a friend ain't someone you [F] can up and replace.
Someone [E] you lied to.
And you [Ebm] might as well _ [D] face it.
_ _ Turn [F] _ down the [E] _ _ [A] lights. _ _ _
_ [D] _ You're letting [F] your true colors [G] _ [A] show. _ _
[D] Yeah, _ _ turn [F] _ down the _ _ [A] lights.
You're letting all my [D] _ suspicions go.
[F] _ _
[E] I _ _ [A] can't see.
[G] _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Get out of my face, you imbecile. _ _ _ _
_ _ Hey, _ _ [Db] _ _
all these suits are a waste of time.
You got a friend that's sort of like mine.
Gotta cut the ass off and leave him behind.
And just ask him to club you out of rhythm and rhyme and just dance.
Turn it up.
You gotta throw up.
_ Turn it up.
All the people in the stands gotta turn it up.
Cars, jeeps, and the fans gotta turn it up. _
Just dance.
Turn it up.
You gotta throw up.
Turn _ it up.
All the people in the stands gotta turn [Abm] it up.
Cars, jeeps, and the [Dbm] fans gotta turn it up. _ _
[D] _ _ _ Hey, [F] yo, Waxman, how come [E] you ain't never call me?
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _
[D] I was gonna tell my boy over [F] at Def Jam about your [E] music, man.
But I guess not [B] now, bro.
[D] Hey, yo, _ turn _ [F] down the [E] _ _ _ [A] lights. _ _
[Gm] _ [F] _ Love letting your true colors _ [E] _ [A] show. _ _
[D] Yeah, _ _ [F] turn down your [E] _ _ [A] lights.
Until the end of a [D] suspicious [F] _ glow. _ _
[E] I can't lie.
[A] I can't see.
[Gm] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
[C] _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[Ab] _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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