Chords for Sir Mix-A-Lot - "Posse On Broadway"
Tempo:
86.6 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
G
Eb
E
Gb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Ab] [Eb] My posse's on Broadway,
[Ab] my posse's on Broadway
Me and kids in [N] Satan at home away from home in the black Benz Numa with the cellular phone
I'm calling up the posse, it's time to get to ripping, I'm freaking each sunroof to keep you suckers tripping
Everybody's looking at your jealous turnaround, the AMG kicks, pieces closer to the [Ab] ground
We're getting good grip from the 50 series tires, the Alpine's bumping but I need the volume higher
Cause the 808 kick drum makes the girlies dumb, we're rolling rain, Nia and the jealous wanna get some
Every time we do this, sucker MC's wanna battle, I'm the man they love to hate, the J.R. Ewing of [G] Seattle
Pick up the posse on 23rd and Jackson, heading [E] for the strip, yes we're looking for some action
The limo's kinda crowded, the whole car was leaning back, Maharajah's watching TV with two girlies on his lap
On Martin Luther King, the set looks kinda dead, we need a new [Eb] suit, so posse move ahead
We all look kinda suave, the crew you can't forget, the mix a lot, posse call, ripping up the [Ab] set
[Eb] My posse's on Broadway
[G]
[Gb]
[Ab] [Db]
Rolling in my posse, was [N] getting kinda bored, there's not another posse with more points scored
We don't walk around like criminals or flex like big gorillas, my homeboy kid sensation is the teenage lady killer
Maharajah's on the death side, dancing like a freak, the girlies see his booty and their knees get weak
Larry is the white guy, people think he's funny, a real estate investor who makes a lot of money
Clacking lots of dollars, we all got gold, [Abm] cruising in his Benz and ain't got no place to go
Well on 23rd, we saw nothing but thugs, the girlies was too skinny from smoking all them drugs
Cause the rock man got them and their butts just dropped, the freaks look depressed because our Benz won't stop
At 23rd and Union, the driver broke left, Kevin shouted Broadway, it's time to get deaf
My girl blew me a kiss, she said I was the best, she's looking mighty freaky in her black silk dress
The closer that we get, the crazier I feel, my [Ab] posse's on Broadway, it's time to get ill
[B] My posse's on Broadway,
[Ab] my [F] posse's on Broadway
[Gb] [Eb]
[G] [Ab]
[N] Cruising Broadway and my wheels spinning slow, rolling with your posse is the only way to go
The girlies by the college was looking for a ride, we tried to pick them up but we had no room inside
We put them on the trunk, we put them on the hood, some sat up with the driver, they made him feel good
The posse's getting bigger, there's much too many freaks, my muffler's dragging, my suspension's getting weak
Now the freaks are getting hungry and mix a lot's treating, we stopped at Taco Bell for some Mexican eating
But Taco Bell was closed, the girls was on my trip, they said go back the other way, we'll stop and eat a dip
Sixth is the place where the cool hang out, the swaths like to play in the rich plant clouds
Posse to the bogus, they're so big we walk in twos, we're getting dirty looks from those other sucker crews
Kids sensation dropped to 20 and didn't even miss it, Giza from another crew, she picked it up and kicked it
Her boyfriend's ill and he went to slap her face, my homeboy PLB, Cole sprayed the boy with [Ab] mace
Cause I never liked a punk who beat up on his girl, if you don't have game then [C] let her leave your world
We took his girl with [Ab] us, with him she rode the bus, she [G] gave the boy the finger and the sucker starts to cuss
Boy I gotta just [Ab] poppy, you got a bunch of dudes, you broke Cole crying about the rock man blues
You beat up on your girl and now you're all upset, he's with a mix a lot posse on the Broadway [G] set
[Gb]
[Ab] [Em]
[G] [E] My posse's on Broadway,
[Ab] [Db] my posse's on Broadway
Yeah buddy you know what it is, the posse's on Broadway, five fellas and 22 freaks
You know what I'm saying, what's up y'all, what's up PLB
I'm out right [E] now, I'm gonna slap some of this shit, thank you my homies
[Ab]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
[N]
[Ab] my posse's on Broadway
Me and kids in [N] Satan at home away from home in the black Benz Numa with the cellular phone
I'm calling up the posse, it's time to get to ripping, I'm freaking each sunroof to keep you suckers tripping
Everybody's looking at your jealous turnaround, the AMG kicks, pieces closer to the [Ab] ground
We're getting good grip from the 50 series tires, the Alpine's bumping but I need the volume higher
Cause the 808 kick drum makes the girlies dumb, we're rolling rain, Nia and the jealous wanna get some
Every time we do this, sucker MC's wanna battle, I'm the man they love to hate, the J.R. Ewing of [G] Seattle
Pick up the posse on 23rd and Jackson, heading [E] for the strip, yes we're looking for some action
The limo's kinda crowded, the whole car was leaning back, Maharajah's watching TV with two girlies on his lap
On Martin Luther King, the set looks kinda dead, we need a new [Eb] suit, so posse move ahead
We all look kinda suave, the crew you can't forget, the mix a lot, posse call, ripping up the [Ab] set
[Eb] My posse's on Broadway
[G]
[Gb]
[Ab] [Db]
Rolling in my posse, was [N] getting kinda bored, there's not another posse with more points scored
We don't walk around like criminals or flex like big gorillas, my homeboy kid sensation is the teenage lady killer
Maharajah's on the death side, dancing like a freak, the girlies see his booty and their knees get weak
Larry is the white guy, people think he's funny, a real estate investor who makes a lot of money
Clacking lots of dollars, we all got gold, [Abm] cruising in his Benz and ain't got no place to go
Well on 23rd, we saw nothing but thugs, the girlies was too skinny from smoking all them drugs
Cause the rock man got them and their butts just dropped, the freaks look depressed because our Benz won't stop
At 23rd and Union, the driver broke left, Kevin shouted Broadway, it's time to get deaf
My girl blew me a kiss, she said I was the best, she's looking mighty freaky in her black silk dress
The closer that we get, the crazier I feel, my [Ab] posse's on Broadway, it's time to get ill
[B] My posse's on Broadway,
[Ab] my [F] posse's on Broadway
[Gb] [Eb]
[G] [Ab]
[N] Cruising Broadway and my wheels spinning slow, rolling with your posse is the only way to go
The girlies by the college was looking for a ride, we tried to pick them up but we had no room inside
We put them on the trunk, we put them on the hood, some sat up with the driver, they made him feel good
The posse's getting bigger, there's much too many freaks, my muffler's dragging, my suspension's getting weak
Now the freaks are getting hungry and mix a lot's treating, we stopped at Taco Bell for some Mexican eating
But Taco Bell was closed, the girls was on my trip, they said go back the other way, we'll stop and eat a dip
Sixth is the place where the cool hang out, the swaths like to play in the rich plant clouds
Posse to the bogus, they're so big we walk in twos, we're getting dirty looks from those other sucker crews
Kids sensation dropped to 20 and didn't even miss it, Giza from another crew, she picked it up and kicked it
Her boyfriend's ill and he went to slap her face, my homeboy PLB, Cole sprayed the boy with [Ab] mace
Cause I never liked a punk who beat up on his girl, if you don't have game then [C] let her leave your world
We took his girl with [Ab] us, with him she rode the bus, she [G] gave the boy the finger and the sucker starts to cuss
Boy I gotta just [Ab] poppy, you got a bunch of dudes, you broke Cole crying about the rock man blues
You beat up on your girl and now you're all upset, he's with a mix a lot posse on the Broadway [G] set
[Gb]
[Ab] [Em]
[G] [E] My posse's on Broadway,
[Ab] [Db] my posse's on Broadway
Yeah buddy you know what it is, the posse's on Broadway, five fellas and 22 freaks
You know what I'm saying, what's up y'all, what's up PLB
I'm out right [E] now, I'm gonna slap some of this shit, thank you my homies
[Ab]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
[N]
Key:
Ab
G
Eb
E
Gb
Ab
G
Eb
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ [Eb] My posse's on Broadway, _
[Ab] _ _ _ my posse's on Broadway
Me and kids in [N] Satan at home away from home in the black Benz Numa with the cellular phone
I'm calling up the posse, it's time to get to ripping, I'm freaking each sunroof to keep you suckers tripping
Everybody's looking at your jealous turnaround, the AMG kicks, pieces closer to the [Ab] ground
We're getting good grip from the 50 series tires, the Alpine's bumping but I need the volume higher
Cause the 808 kick drum makes the girlies dumb, we're rolling rain, Nia and the jealous wanna get some
Every time we do this, sucker MC's wanna battle, I'm the man they love to hate, the J.R. Ewing of [G] Seattle
Pick up the posse on 23rd and Jackson, heading [E] for the strip, yes we're looking for some action
The limo's kinda crowded, the whole car was leaning back, Maharajah's watching TV with two girlies on his lap
On Martin Luther King, the set looks kinda dead, we need a new [Eb] suit, so posse move ahead
We all look kinda suave, the crew you can't forget, the mix a lot, posse call, ripping up the [Ab] set
_ _ [Eb] My posse's on Broadway _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _
Rolling in my posse, was [N] getting kinda bored, there's not another posse with more points scored
We don't walk around like criminals or flex like big gorillas, my homeboy kid sensation is the teenage lady killer
Maharajah's on the death side, dancing like a freak, the girlies see his booty and their knees get weak
Larry is the white guy, people think he's funny, a real estate investor who makes a lot of money
Clacking lots of dollars, we all got gold, [Abm] cruising in his Benz and ain't got no place to go
Well on 23rd, we saw nothing but thugs, the girlies was too skinny from smoking all them drugs
Cause the rock man got them and their butts just dropped, the freaks look depressed because our Benz won't stop
At 23rd and Union, the driver broke left, Kevin shouted Broadway, it's time to get deaf
My girl blew me a kiss, she said I was the best, she's looking mighty freaky in her black silk dress
The closer that we get, the crazier I feel, my [Ab] posse's on Broadway, it's time to get ill
_ [B] _ My posse's on Broadway, _
[Ab] _ my _ [F] posse's on Broadway _
_ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
[N] Cruising Broadway and my wheels spinning slow, rolling with your posse is the only way to go
The girlies by the college was looking for a ride, we tried to pick them up but we had no room inside
We put them on the trunk, we put them on the hood, some sat up with the driver, they made him feel good
The posse's getting bigger, there's much too many freaks, my muffler's dragging, my suspension's getting weak
Now the freaks are getting hungry and mix a lot's treating, we stopped at Taco Bell for some Mexican eating
But Taco Bell was closed, the girls was on my trip, they said go back the other way, we'll stop and eat a dip
Sixth is the place where the cool hang out, the swaths like to play in the rich plant clouds
Posse to the bogus, they're so big we walk in twos, we're getting dirty looks from those other sucker crews
Kids sensation dropped to 20 and didn't even miss it, Giza from another crew, she picked it up and kicked it
Her boyfriend's ill and he went to slap her face, my homeboy PLB, Cole sprayed the boy with [Ab] mace
Cause I never liked a punk who beat up on his girl, if you don't have game then [C] let her leave your world
We took his girl with [Ab] us, with him she rode the bus, she [G] gave the boy the finger and the sucker starts to cuss
Boy I gotta just [Ab] poppy, you got a bunch of dudes, you broke Cole crying about the rock man blues
You beat up on your girl and now you're all upset, he's with a mix a lot posse on the Broadway [G] set
_ [Gb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [E] _ My posse's on Broadway, _
[Ab] _ _ _ [Db] my posse's on Broadway _
Yeah buddy you know what it is, the posse's on Broadway, five fellas and 22 freaks
You know what I'm saying, what's up y'all, what's up PLB
I'm out right [E] now, I'm gonna slap some of this shit, thank you my homies
_ [Ab] _ _
_ Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
_ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ [Eb] My posse's on Broadway, _
[Ab] _ _ _ my posse's on Broadway
Me and kids in [N] Satan at home away from home in the black Benz Numa with the cellular phone
I'm calling up the posse, it's time to get to ripping, I'm freaking each sunroof to keep you suckers tripping
Everybody's looking at your jealous turnaround, the AMG kicks, pieces closer to the [Ab] ground
We're getting good grip from the 50 series tires, the Alpine's bumping but I need the volume higher
Cause the 808 kick drum makes the girlies dumb, we're rolling rain, Nia and the jealous wanna get some
Every time we do this, sucker MC's wanna battle, I'm the man they love to hate, the J.R. Ewing of [G] Seattle
Pick up the posse on 23rd and Jackson, heading [E] for the strip, yes we're looking for some action
The limo's kinda crowded, the whole car was leaning back, Maharajah's watching TV with two girlies on his lap
On Martin Luther King, the set looks kinda dead, we need a new [Eb] suit, so posse move ahead
We all look kinda suave, the crew you can't forget, the mix a lot, posse call, ripping up the [Ab] set
_ _ [Eb] My posse's on Broadway _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _
Rolling in my posse, was [N] getting kinda bored, there's not another posse with more points scored
We don't walk around like criminals or flex like big gorillas, my homeboy kid sensation is the teenage lady killer
Maharajah's on the death side, dancing like a freak, the girlies see his booty and their knees get weak
Larry is the white guy, people think he's funny, a real estate investor who makes a lot of money
Clacking lots of dollars, we all got gold, [Abm] cruising in his Benz and ain't got no place to go
Well on 23rd, we saw nothing but thugs, the girlies was too skinny from smoking all them drugs
Cause the rock man got them and their butts just dropped, the freaks look depressed because our Benz won't stop
At 23rd and Union, the driver broke left, Kevin shouted Broadway, it's time to get deaf
My girl blew me a kiss, she said I was the best, she's looking mighty freaky in her black silk dress
The closer that we get, the crazier I feel, my [Ab] posse's on Broadway, it's time to get ill
_ [B] _ My posse's on Broadway, _
[Ab] _ my _ [F] posse's on Broadway _
_ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
[N] Cruising Broadway and my wheels spinning slow, rolling with your posse is the only way to go
The girlies by the college was looking for a ride, we tried to pick them up but we had no room inside
We put them on the trunk, we put them on the hood, some sat up with the driver, they made him feel good
The posse's getting bigger, there's much too many freaks, my muffler's dragging, my suspension's getting weak
Now the freaks are getting hungry and mix a lot's treating, we stopped at Taco Bell for some Mexican eating
But Taco Bell was closed, the girls was on my trip, they said go back the other way, we'll stop and eat a dip
Sixth is the place where the cool hang out, the swaths like to play in the rich plant clouds
Posse to the bogus, they're so big we walk in twos, we're getting dirty looks from those other sucker crews
Kids sensation dropped to 20 and didn't even miss it, Giza from another crew, she picked it up and kicked it
Her boyfriend's ill and he went to slap her face, my homeboy PLB, Cole sprayed the boy with [Ab] mace
Cause I never liked a punk who beat up on his girl, if you don't have game then [C] let her leave your world
We took his girl with [Ab] us, with him she rode the bus, she [G] gave the boy the finger and the sucker starts to cuss
Boy I gotta just [Ab] poppy, you got a bunch of dudes, you broke Cole crying about the rock man blues
You beat up on your girl and now you're all upset, he's with a mix a lot posse on the Broadway [G] set
_ [Gb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [E] _ My posse's on Broadway, _
[Ab] _ _ _ [Db] my posse's on Broadway _
Yeah buddy you know what it is, the posse's on Broadway, five fellas and 22 freaks
You know what I'm saying, what's up y'all, what's up PLB
I'm out right [E] now, I'm gonna slap some of this shit, thank you my homies
_ [Ab] _ _
_ Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
_ [N] _