Long Story Short

2 Chainz & Lil Wayne

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GM7 
 


Intro
GM7 Em Am Am7 Dsus4 
           

     Dsus4 
This life gon' be the death of me 


Blunt to my lips gun on my hip 


Chorus
      G 
Blunt to my lips gun on my hip 

            G      Em  Em    D Dsus4 Am7 D7 Am7 Dsus4 
Blunt to my  lips gun   on               my 


Verse
D7                         G 
Blunt to my lips gun on my hip 

                          G 
Wake up light the blunt I put out 'fore I fell asleep 

   Bm                  Em7 
My bitch look like she Cherokee my crib look like I'm sellin' ki's 

   Em7                 A7      Am7        G 
My dick feel like some therapy 'bout that life I guarantee 

    D7     D    Em               D7               Am7 
You livin' life vicariously this life gon' be the death of me 

G                  GM7           G 
And she don't care where I skeet hit that ho from hair to feet 

    E7                             Em7 
She walk out here she wearin' me I talk my shit she smellin' me 

    A7                       D7 
And all I hear is jealousy I call them niggas jelly beans 

D7                                           Am7          G 
Love my trigger finger so much I bought it a wedding ring yeah 

     G 
Yeah  let's get married 

                 Em               Em7 
Cut off his head and the rest get buried 

            Em7 
Cross on my head like a Presbyterian 

            Em 
Tell him he dead and upset his parents 

          Dsus4            Am7 
Tears get shed only if you carin' 

             Am7 
Right on his head see the red beam glarin' 

           Dsus4 
Two twelve gauges like twenty four karats hol' up 

G 
Ain't that a bitch I might bang at your bitch 

     G 
If I go at her neck I'ma hang that lil' bitch 

Em                      Em7 
Scope on the TEC and it came with that shit 

      Em7 
I can hit you up from any range with that bitch 

    Am7 
Got papers on Draco a case in Laredo 

    Dsus4 
You fuck with me wrong I'ma bake your potato 

Dsus4 
I twist his halo just like a tornado 

Dsus4 
Pull out the toast I'm like Leggo my Eggo 


Chorus
  G                  GM7 
I buss down Quaalude fuck on a gay ho 

G 
Can't find a straight a ho but I ain't complainin' 

Em 
Ask how my day go I said Okay ho 

  Em 
I been on my JO I'm Ben and she JLo 

    Dsus4 
She been to Barbados I take her to Caicos 

Dsus4 
All of this bread and she can't get a bagel 

Dsus4 
All of that said I can't really stay though 

  Dsus4                                       G 
I hop in the Lamb' and crank it like Fabo I'm gone 


Verse
                           G 
Wake up light the blunt up put out 'fore I fell asleep 

   G                   E7          Em7       E7 
My bitch look like she Cherokee my crib look like I'm sellin' ki's 

   A7                          Em         G 
My dick feel like some therapy 'bout that life I guarantee 

    D           Em               G                Am7      G 
You livin' life vicariously this life gon' be the death of me 

                                  G 
I make you cum you cannot leave I drown my heart in kerosene 

E7                     Em7 
A off in parenting get my kids damn near everything 

A7                                  D7 
'fore you get a wedding ring better get her ass a belly ring 

D7              Em              D7                     Am7 
Soon as I start trappin' man my phone it wouldn't even barely ring 

G 
I don't compete but you can't compete 

G 
Plain Jane Patek Phillippe 

G                   E7 
Out with my lady we came to eat 

   Em7 
My stomach you think that it changed the beat 

A7 
We on a date make it rain some ones 

       G 
Didn't want no chain but the chains gon' come 

D7 
Soon as I say it it's said and done 

D7                    G 
And my screensaver my favorite gun 

    G 
I'm rockin' I'm swervin' 

    G 
I'm poppin' detergent 

    Em    Em7 
Get money it's urgent 

    Em7       Em 
God bless her surgeon 

  Em 
I rub my hands Birdman 

Dsus4  G        Dsus4 
Double cup lean head 

Dsus4 
I done been the weed man 

Dsus4 
It's a blessing you ain't dead 

G 
I keep it rollin' like parplegic 

    G 
I'm better believe it you better believe it 

Em 
Ho bitin' on my like every mosquito 

Em 
I'm wearin' shades think I'm starin' at people 

Em 
I did the math and ain't no way we equal 

    G                     Am7                   Am7 
Did Collegrove two and so this is the sequel hm    hm 

    Dsus4                             C 
Did Collegrove two and so this is the sequel 


Chorus
G 
Wake up light the blunt up put out 'fore I fell asleep 

   G                               Em7 
My bitch look like she Cherokee my crib look like I'm sellin' ki's 

   A7                                Em 
My dick feel like some therapy 'bout that life I guarantee 

    D7     Em                                     G 
You livin' life vicariously this life gon' be the death of me 

G     GM7 Em 
Blunt    Blunt to my lips gun on my hip 

Dsus4 
Blunt to my lips gun on my 

Dsus4 
Blunt to my lips gun on my hip 

     G 
This life gon' be the death of me 

GM7 
Blunt to my lips gun on my hip 

Em 
Blunt to my lips gun on my hip 

Dsus4 
Blunt to my lips gun on my 

Dsus4 
Blunt to my lips gun on my hip 

     G 
This life gon' be the death of me 


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