Swalla (feat. Nicki Minaj & Ty Dolla $ign) (2017)
Swalla — аккорды для гитары
Аккорды:
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Cm
Intro
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Verse
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Drank
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Young Money
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Love in a thousand different flavors
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I wish that I could taste them all tonight
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No, I ain't got no dinner plans
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So you should bring all your friends
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I swear that to Allah you're my type
PRE-CHORUS:
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All you girls in here, if you're feeling thirsty
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Come on take a sip
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'cause you know what I'm servin', ooh
Chorus
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Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Cm F#m
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Cm F#m Cm
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Cm
Swalla-la-la
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Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Cm
Swalla-la-la (drank)
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Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
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Swalla-la-la
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Freaky, freaky gyal
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My freaky, freaky gyal
Verse
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Shimmy shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yah
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Bad girls gon' swalla-la-la
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Bust down on my wrist in this bitch
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My pinky-ring bigger than this
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Met her out in Beverly Hills, ay
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Dolla got too many girls, ay
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Met her out in Beverly Hills,
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all she wear is red bottom heels
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When she back it up, put it on a snapback
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When she droppin' low, put it on her backpack
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DJ poppin', she gon' swallow that
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Champagne poppin', she gon' swallow that
PRE-CHORUS:
F#m
All you girls in here, if you're feeling thirsty
F#m
Come on take a sip
F#m
'cause you know what I'm servin', ooh
Chorus
F#m Cm F#m Cm
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Cm F#m
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Cm F#m Cm
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Cm
Swalla-la-la
F#m Cm F#m Cm
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Cm
Swalla-la-la (drank)
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Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
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Swalla-la-la
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Freaky, freaky gyal
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My freaky, freaky gyal
Verse
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Bad gyal nuh follow nuttin, word to the Dalai Lama
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He know I'm a fashion killa, word to John Galliano
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He copping that Valentino, ain't no telling me "no"
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I'm that bitch, and he know, he know
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How you wifin' these thots? You don't get wins for that
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And another good year, we don't get blimps for that
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Pussy game still cold, we don't get minx for that
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When I'm poppin' them bananas, we don't link chimps for that
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I gave these bitches two years, now your time's up
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Bless her heart, she throwing shots but every line sucks
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I'm in that cherry red foreign with the brown guts
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My shit slappin' like dude did Lebron nuts
PRE-CHORUS:
F#m
All you girls in here, if you're feeling thirsty
F#m
Come on take a sip 'cause you know what I'm servin'
Chorus
F#m Cm F#m Cm
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Cm F#m
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Cm F#m Cm
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Cm
Swalla-la-la
F#m Cm F#m Cm
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Cm
Swalla-la-la (drank)
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Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
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Swalla-la-la
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Freaky, freaky gyal
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My freaky, freaky gyal