Baguettes In The Face Mustard

Baguettes In The Face

Mustard

GrooveGenie

124
Stimmung Standard (E A D G B E)
Taktart 4/4
Tonart: Am
Kapo:
5. Bund
Schlagmuster 1

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Songtext

[Intro]
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |

[Chorus]
Em
  I make shit look easy,
                            Am7
but they don't know what it take
                 Am/C
Don't ask me the time,
                       Em
I got baguettes in the face
Virgil dropped some Louis,
                     Am7
I want everything he made
                Am/C
When it come to hoes,
                      Em
I never be the one to save
Keep on throwing ones,
                              Am7
these bitches keep on showing ass
              Am/C                      Em
Bitches on my body and I'm just tryna relax
                                                       Am7
They always come off cool but in the end they come out wack
                      Am/C
Her boyfriend getting mad, I told her he could take you
Em
back

[Verse 1]
Have you ever been with a boss?
Am7                               Am/C
   I know your boyfriend took you shopping at Ross
Em
  I'm always dripping,
I leave puddles when I walk
Am7                         Am/C
   If she don't know how to dress,
I don't wanna talk
Em
  But I might still get some top
Am7
   I don't need a belt,
   Am/C
my pockets full of knots
Em
  Number one,
there's finally real ones at the top
Am7                        Am/C
   I'm with Mustard and we talking Lambo' talk

[Chorus]
Em
  I make shit look easy,
                            Am7
but they don't know what it take
                 Am/C
Don't ask me the time,
                       Em
I got baguettes in the face
Virgil dropped some Louis,
                     Am7
I want everything he made
                Am/C
When it come to hoes,
                      Em
I never be the one to save
Keep on throwing ones,
                              Am7
these bitches keep on showing ass
              Am/C                      Em
Bitches on my body and I'm just tryna relax
                                                       Am7
They always come off cool but in the end they come out wack
                      Am/C
Her boyfriend getting mad, I told her he could take you
Em
back

[Verse 2]
I just pulled up, I got some new shit
Am7              Am/C
   I just pulled up, I got a new bitch
Em
  My bitch, she bad,
I bought her a bracelet
Am7       Am/C
   Icedup 'guette on my necklace
Em
  I pull up and shake shit
Am7 Am/C
    I   pull up and break shit
Em
  I just told my mom,
"Thank God I made it"
Am7                  Am/C
   We got money over here, we startin' to pay,
bitch
Em
  I got old school, yeah,
in the backyard
Am7                Am/C
   In the black car
I'm a black boy
Em
  What's your net, boy?
Check this neck, boy
Am7                        Am/C
   Got these black diamonds
On baguettes, boy

[Chorus]
Em
  I make shit look easy,
                            Am7
but they don't know what it take
                 Am/C
Don't ask me the time,
                       Em
I got baguettes in the face
Virgil dropped some Louis,
                     Am7
I want everything he made
                Am/C
When it come to hoes,
                      Em
I never be the one to save
Keep on throwing ones,
                              Am7
these bitches keep on showing ass
              Am/C                      Em
Bitches on my body and I'm just tryna relax
                                                       Am7
They always come off cool but in the end they come out wack
                      Am/C
Her boyfriend getting mad, I told her he could take you
Em
back

[Verse 3]
Huh, me and your bitch up in the Phantom
Am7                Am/C
   If you want her back,
               Em
you better man up
I know you just don't understand her
   Am7                 Am/C                   Em
She   just want you to help her get her bands up
                   Am7
Oh, nah, nah, nah, ayy
             Am/C             Em
Just ride my wave like a tsunami
                                   Am7
I came from the jungle, from a safari 
                Am/C                Em
I don't want no Nicki, I want a menage a
Don't give me no hickies, baby,
            Am7
give me sloppy
               Am/C
I already seen you naked, girl,
              Em
I know your body
You like fucking with the lights off,
            Am7
on some shy shit
                      Am/C                     Em
You gon' end up being famous if you talk about it

[Chorus]
I make shit look easy,
                            Am7
but they don't know what it take
                 Am/C
Don't ask me the time,
                       Em
I got baguettes in the face
Virgil dropped some Louis,
                     Am7
I want everything he made
                Am/C
When it come to hoes,
                      Em
I never be the one to save
Keep on throwing ones,
                              Am7
these bitches keep on showing ass
              Am/C                      Em
Bitches on my body and I'm just tryna relax
                                                       Am7
They always come off cool but in the end they come out wack
                      Am/C
Her boyfriend getting mad, I told her he could take you
Em
back

Takte

[Intro]
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |

[Chorus]
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - |

I make shit look easy,
but they don't know what it take
Don't ask me the time,
I got baguettes in the face
Virgil dropped some Louis,
I want everything he made
When it come to hoes,
I never be the one to save
Keep on throwing ones,
these bitches keep on showing ass
Bitches on my body and I'm just tryna relax
They always come off cool but in the end they come out wack
Her boyfriend getting mad, I told her he could take you
back

[Verse 1]
       | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |

Have you ever been with a boss?
I know your boyfriend took you shopping at Ross
I'm always dripping,
I leave puddles when I walk
If she don't know how to dress,
I don't wanna talk
But I might still get some top
I don't need a belt,
my pockets full of knots
Number one,
there's finally real ones at the top
I'm with Mustard and we talking Lambo' talk

[Chorus]
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - |

I make shit look easy,
but they don't know what it take
Don't ask me the time,
I got baguettes in the face
Virgil dropped some Louis,
I want everything he made
When it come to hoes,
I never be the one to save
Keep on throwing ones,
these bitches keep on showing ass
Bitches on my body and I'm just tryna relax
They always come off cool but in the end they come out wack
Her boyfriend getting mad, I told her he could take you
back

[Verse 2]
       | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |

I just pulled up, I got some new shit
I just pulled up, I got a new bitch
My bitch, she bad,
I bought her a bracelet
Icedup 'guette on my necklace
I pull up and shake shit
I   pull up and break shit
I just told my mom,
"Thank God I made it"
We got money over here, we startin' to pay,
bitch
I got old school, yeah,
in the backyard
In the black car
I'm a black boy
What's your net, boy?
Check this neck, boy
Got these black diamonds
On baguettes, boy

[Chorus]
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - |

I make shit look easy,
but they don't know what it take
Don't ask me the time,
I got baguettes in the face
Virgil dropped some Louis,
I want everything he made
When it come to hoes,
I never be the one to save
Keep on throwing ones,
these bitches keep on showing ass
Bitches on my body and I'm just tryna relax
They always come off cool but in the end they come out wack
Her boyfriend getting mad, I told her he could take you
back

[Verse 3]
       | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - |

Huh, me and your bitch up in the Phantom
If you want her back,
you better man up
I know you just don't understand her
She   just want you to help her get her bands up
Oh, nah, nah, nah, ayy
Just ride my wave like a tsunami
I came from the jungle, from a safari
I don't want no Nicki, I want a menage a
Don't give me no hickies, baby,
give me sloppy
I already seen you naked, girl,
I know your body
You like fucking with the lights off,
on some shy shit
You gon' end up being famous if you talk about it

[Chorus]
       | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - | Am7 Am/C | Em - | Am7 Am/C |
| Em - |

I make shit look easy,
but they don't know what it take
Don't ask me the time,
I got baguettes in the face
Virgil dropped some Louis,
I want everything he made
When it come to hoes,
I never be the one to save
Keep on throwing ones,
these bitches keep on showing ass
Bitches on my body and I'm just tryna relax
They always come off cool but in the end they come out wack
Her boyfriend getting mad, I told her he could take you
back

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