Lil Wayne - Right Above It chords

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Capo 3
Chords are C/G (332010)
 Em    Am      F
that order, through the whole song, every line, change chords. 

[Lil Wayne]
Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only heavenís right above it
We onnnn
ĎCause we onnnn

[Drake]
Who else really tryna fuck with Hollywood Cole? Iím with Marley G, bro
Flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows
And I wanna tell you something that you prolly should know
This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow
And uh, my real friends never heariní from me
Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me
Thatís why I pick and choose, I donít get shit confused
I got a small circle, Iím not with different crews
We walk the same path, but got on different shoes
Live in the same building, but we got different views
I got a couple cars I never get to use
Donít like my women single, I like my chicks in twos
And these days all the girls is down to roll
I hit the strip club and all them bitches find a pole
Plus I been sippiní, so this shit is moviní kinda slow
Just tell my girl to tell her friend that itís time to go

[Lil Wayne]
Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only heavenís right above it
We on
Itís Young Money, motherfucker
If you ainít runniní wit it, run from it, motherfucker, all right

Now somebody show some money in this bitch
And I got my Bís with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig?
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I donít bust back, because I shoot first

Meet me on the fresh train
Yes, Iím in the building, you just on the list of guest names
And all of my riders do not give a fuck, X Games
Guns turn you boys into pussies, sex change
And I smoke ítil I got chest pains
And you niggas know I rep my gang like Jesse James
Women are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne
I been fly so long I fell asleep on the fuckiní plane
Skinny pants and some Vans
Call me Triple A, get my advance in advance, amen
As the world spin and dance in my hands
Life is a beach, Iím just playiní in the sand
Uh, wake up and smell the pussy
You niggas canít see me, but never overlook me
Iím on the paper trail, it ainít no telliní where it took me
Yeah, and I ainít a killa, but donít push me

Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only heavenís right above it
We on
Itís Young Money, motherfucker
If you ainít runniní wit it, run from it, motherfucker, all right

Now somebody show some money in this bitch
And I got my bees with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig?
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I donít bust back, because I shoot first

Uh, how do he say whatís never said?
Beautiful black woman, I bet that bitch look better red
Limpiní off tour ícause I made more off my second leg
Maífuckiní Birdman Junior, eleventh grade
Ball on automatic start
I could hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw
Wildcat offense, check the paw prints
We in the building, you niggas in apartments
No-now, címon, be my blood donor
Floí so nice, you ainít gotta put a rug on her
Do it big, and let the small fall under that
Damn, where you stumbled out? From where they make gumbo at
Kane got the fuckiní beat jumpiní like a jumping jack
But you know me, I get on this bitch and have a heart attack
Hip-hop, Iím the heart of that, nigga, nothiní short of that
President Carter, Young Money Democrat

Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only heavenís right above it
We on
Itís Young Money, motherfucker
If you ainít runniní wit it, run from it, motherfucker, all right

Now somebody show some money in this bitch
And I got my bees with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig? (Soo woo!)
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I donít bust back, because I shoot first
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