Chords for Macklemore "Thrift Shop" PARODY I'm Osama ~ Anniversary Edition ~ Rucka Rucka Ali

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Macklemore "Thrift Shop" PARODY I'm Osama ~ Anniversary Edition ~ Rucka Rucka Ali chords
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Mahmoud, can we go hijacking?
Wah wah, wah, wah, wah wah, wah, wah UH OH!
Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah wah wah OH!
Wah wah wah wah, wah wah wah, wah wah wah wah
Aw something is getting out of control
[G] the Internet is simply their old phone
[Ab] I am gonna fly some [B] planes
to a couple of buildings in Manhattan
[Db] I'm Osama, run tell Obama, [Abm] I'm your fucking uncle.
I walk into an airplane like, Roman Salah, this will be a bumpy [Db] ride, put [Abm] your seatbelt on.
I get C4 bomb tucked into my undies.
The pilot says, [G] damn, should've rode my donkey.
It's about to get crazy, when it's time to crane, grab grenade to a baby.
Allah save me.
Happy Ramadan, Adama ding dong everyone, let me show you what plane flying lessons gave me.
Okay now turn left.
I said turn left!
For everything else, there's Mastercard.
Maybe we just got off on the wrong foot.
Left our door.
Hi, we're gonna die.
Here's a plastic bag for cover bro.
Hope you're in the mood for 72 virgin.
I don't mean dudes that get your computer working.
I'll [Abm] explain it in a way that you can understand.
Baka laka samba raba madurka durka stand.
Hope you're planning on hearing about great insurance offers.
This plane's about to crash and lose some health insurance offers.
You heard of One Direction?
I mean Al-Qaeda-rection.
My name is Zain Hussain, I flew a plane on 9-11.
Yes, I may have let them planes go too far.
I meant to get them back to Yemen for a new [Abm] car.
I'm the coolest guy every year at TerrorCon.
All the terrorists are [Ab] like.
Oh, he got the telephone.
I'm gonna drive a cab, only [B] got 20 bombs in my pocket.
[Db] I'm Osama, sorry for the drama, [Eb] where should I drop you [Gb] off at?
Thank you.
I'm gonna drop some bags, that's a [G] marathon I've been [Db] posted.
[Eb] Too soon.
Shit, I blew my [G] balls off.
What you [N] know about explosive turbine on your noggin?
Who you know been getting more hate than Bin Laden?
This nigga will fuck your kid and kidnap your parents.
[G] One man's terrorist, another man's Arab.
I'm a bad man, bitches.
I'm from Palestine, which is in Afghanistan.
I blew up Pakistan with a gas can.
Come and find me, everybody, I'm right here.
I didn't go seek champions 12 years.
I'm selling [Gm] you slurpees at 7-11.
I've been here born, chilling with Saddam and his motherfuckers.
I lead the Syrian rebellion, motherfucker.
I'm in New York on welfare, [Abm] motherfucker.
They be like, you must pay for 9-11.
I'm like, bro, [Ebm] can I pay you in tri [Ab]-dead layers?
I give you free chili [Abm] gift card and a bootleg Iron Man 3 and an Angry Birds t-shirt.
I [G] call that a gift from me to your nation.
I call that a full 9-11 compensation.
Now we're sweared up, and the Kardashians have always worked [Abm] for me.
I just want to get that cleared up.
Anyone you see with a turbine is working for me.
Will [Dbm] we ever see Jidali's [Ab] piece?
Take a piece.
There'll always be one or two [B] jihads at least.
Watch me spit the blow, bro.
[Db] I got backhand like [Eb] Macklemore.
I bitchwalk [Gb] up and I smack a [Ab] whore.
I'm gonna pop some cash.
So me got dynamite in my jacket.
I'm Osama, get ready for the summer.
[Abm] Shit's about to blow up.
I wear the baddest [B] robes.
I chill with badass bros.
[Db] Like David Allen [B] Coe, Al [Db]-Assad and Camel [Abm] Joe.
I wear the baddest box.
[B] I kill Americans.
[Db] I win the marathon.
[B] Stay large, swift [Db] as camel toe.
[Ab] I'm gonna fly some planes into a couple buildings in Manhattan.
I'm Osama, run tell Obama, [Bb] let me fly [Cm] Air Force One.
[G] Oops.
[N] Thank you.
First I need to thank Jesus.
Without him there could be no 9-11.
I'd like to thank my flying instructor Barack Osama, Obama.
Sorry, hummus in my throat.
Jihad Express for the last minute job.
The Saudi family, Paula Abdul, Selena Gomez and the rest of Hamas.
Thank you to my wife.
There's too many of them to name.
[G] And thank you R.
Kelly who made me [N] believe I could fly.
Thank you.
Oh and the fans.
Thank you to the fans.
Welcome, welcome.
Ali.
Uh, uh, uh, uh, Ali.
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Mahmoud, can we go hijacking?
Wah wah, wah, wah, wah wah, wah, wah UH OH!
Wah, wah, wah, wah, wah, wah wah wah OH!
Wah wah wah wah, _ _ wah wah wah, wah wah wah wah
Aw something is getting _ out _ of control
[G] the _ _ _ Internet is simply their old _ _ _ phone
_ _ [Ab] I am gonna fly some [B] planes
to a couple of buildings in Manhattan
[Db] I'm Osama, run tell Obama, [Abm] I'm your fucking uncle.
I walk into an airplane like, Roman Salah, this will be a bumpy [Db] ride, put [Abm] your seatbelt on.
I get C4 bomb tucked into my undies.
The pilot says, [G] damn, should've rode my donkey.
It's about to get crazy, when it's time to crane, grab grenade to a baby.
Allah save me.
Happy Ramadan, Adama ding dong everyone, let me show you what plane flying lessons gave me.
Okay now turn left.
I said turn left!
For everything else, there's Mastercard.
Maybe we just got off on the wrong foot.
Left our door.
Hi, we're gonna die.
Here's a plastic bag for cover bro.
Hope you're in the mood for 72 virgin.
I don't mean dudes that get your computer working.
I'll [Abm] explain it in a way that you can understand.
Baka laka samba raba madurka durka stand.
Hope you're planning on hearing about great insurance offers.
This plane's about to crash and lose some health insurance offers.
You heard of One Direction?
I mean Al-Qaeda-rection.
My name is Zain Hussain, I flew a plane on 9-11.
Yes, I may have let them planes go too far.
I meant to get them back to Yemen for a new [Abm] car.
I'm the coolest guy every year at TerrorCon.
All the terrorists are [Ab] like.
Oh, he got the telephone.
I'm gonna drive a cab, only [B] got 20 bombs in my pocket.
[Db] I'm Osama, sorry for the drama, [Eb] where should I drop you [Gb] off at?
Thank you.
I'm gonna drop some bags, that's a [G] marathon I've been [Db] posted.
[Eb] Too soon.
_ _ Shit, I blew my [G] balls off.
What you [N] know about explosive turbine on your noggin?
Who you know been getting more hate than Bin Laden?
This nigga will fuck your kid and kidnap your parents.
[G] One man's terrorist, another man's Arab.
I'm a bad man, bitches.
I'm from Palestine, which is in Afghanistan.
I blew up Pakistan with a gas can.
Come and find me, everybody, I'm right here.
I didn't go seek champions 12 years.
I'm selling [Gm] you slurpees at 7-11.
I've been here born, chilling with Saddam and his motherfuckers.
I lead the Syrian rebellion, motherfucker.
I'm in New York on welfare, [Abm] motherfucker.
They be like, you must pay for 9-11.
I'm like, bro, [Ebm] can I pay you in tri [Ab]-dead layers?
I give you free chili [Abm] gift card and a bootleg Iron Man 3 and an Angry Birds t-shirt.
I [G] call that a gift from me to your nation.
I call that a full 9-11 compensation.
Now we're sweared up, and the Kardashians have always worked [Abm] for me.
I just want to get that cleared up.
Anyone you see with a turbine is working for me.
Will [Dbm] we ever see Jidali's [Ab] piece?
Take a piece.
There'll always be one or two [B] jihads at least.
Watch me spit the blow, bro.
[Db] I got backhand like [Eb] Macklemore.
I bitchwalk [Gb] up and I smack a [Ab] whore.
I'm gonna pop some cash.
So me got dynamite in my jacket.
I'm Osama, get ready for the summer.
[Abm] Shit's about to blow up.
I wear the baddest [B] robes.
I chill with badass bros.
[Db] Like David Allen [B] Coe, Al [Db]-Assad and Camel [Abm] Joe.
I wear the baddest box.
[B] I kill Americans.
[Db] I win the marathon.
[B] Stay large, swift [Db] as camel toe.
[Ab] I'm gonna fly some planes into a couple buildings in Manhattan.
I'm Osama, run tell Obama, [Bb] let me fly [Cm] Air Force One.
[G] Oops.
[N] _ Thank you.
First I need to thank Jesus.
Without him there could be no 9-11.
I'd like to thank my flying instructor Barack Osama, Obama.
Sorry, hummus in my throat.
Jihad Express for the last minute job.
The Saudi family, Paula Abdul, Selena Gomez and the rest of Hamas.
Thank you to my wife.
There's too many of them to name.
[G] And thank you R.
Kelly who made me [N] believe I could fly.
Thank you.
Oh and the fans.
Thank you to the fans. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Welcome, welcome.
Ali.
Uh, uh, uh, uh, Ali. _