Chords for Wiz Khalifa Ft Snoop Dogg - Talent Show

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to [Bb] welcome you to the High School Annual Talent Show, brought to you by the makers of [C] Wes
Khalifa premium rolling papers and the [F] qualified growers of Snoop [Bb] Dogg Master Kush.
So without further ado, [Cm]
let's get this show on the road.
First contestant, [Ab] bring your talent to the foreground and let your smoke be your background.
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_ [Ab] Got a joint filled with quality shit, my bottom bitch smoking with me niggas talk shit, all of them shrimp
_ I'm a [Cm] big fish, roll a joint lick it [Ab] once till you hit this, rupees on my dick several cushions on my hit list
In [C] and out these niggas bitches smoking tree and not to mention hustling tryna mind my business
You probably went to class while I was in the hallway [F] skipping, yeah [Cm] I hear what they saying just be too high to list
Got my [Fm] money tripping if I [C] even fold it wrong you ain't [F] smoking it's good if it's fire tell you I sold it [Fm] all
I wait till one of my hoes [Ab] come around and roll it all, or say fuck it [C] and cuff it till [Ab] I go smoke with Dogg
I show off, I [C] show off, I show off, hard push to start hit the button [B] once it go off
[Ab] Keep the money coming [C] in and the papers rolled up, and they [Cm] ain't worried bout a hating [Gb] nigga they get no luck
[F] It's time to go out, I'm blowing that smoke out, they don't even [C] know the price
[F] As long as I live it, I ain't need a [C] visit, and I'll be [Bb] somewhere [Ab] up in the [C] sky
My nigga is about to go [Ab] _ down, only [Bb] fly, there's no life that we have till we die
I'm heating up in this [Ab] hoes _ house, growing [Bb] up clean a rack, face the post one [C] chunk of sight
I [B] go green like I was [Bb] Archbishop Don Juan, and blow circles round you suckers like [C] a marathon
My gym teacher told me, but I didn't listen, my [Ab] bitch did my homework and now I'm in [C] detention
It show me suspension, this is my audition, so play your position, get the picture I envision
[Cm] Did she mention Snoop Dogg was made for kissing, a [Ab] barracuda fishing, she on a mission for me
[C] Pleasure, pain and glory, [Bb] ammo inventory, my SATs, my lil' bitch she get em for me
And now we prancing on stage at the talent show, we flossin' my clothes, my chain in my knapsack
Puller that, hand me that, can you see my telescope?
Principal, [B] say she wanna see me cause she [Bb] smell my smoke
Bout my money trippin' even if I fold it wrong, blowing zones, [Cm] smoke weeds, this is the [F] boogie zone
It's time to go out, I'm blowing that smoke out, [Bbm] they don't even [F] know the price
I talk cause I live it, I don't even visit, and I'll be somewhere up in the sky
My baby [Fm] is about to go _
[Ab] down, I'm only flat, there's no life, and we have to be back
I'm faded up and this hoes _ out, [Fm] growing up, clean a rack, it's the [C] most one jump in sight
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_ Bitch I've done magic wand _