The Weekend – Tell Your Friends – songs chords lyrics

www.joestrummer.us Verse I:
 Am
 We are not the same I am too reckless
                               Bm
I’m not tryna go in that direction

These niggas they been doing too much flexing
                                  Am
But they about to follow my attention

And I ain’t got no patience, no more testing
                                        Bm
I do shit how I want, don’t need no blessing

XO niggas, ain’t nothing to mess with
                                      Am
Nobody stopping us, cause we been destined

And everybody round you is so basic
                                      Bm
I’m never rocking white, I’m not a racist

I don’t drink my liquor with a chaser
                                 Am
And money is the only thing I’m chasin’

Made some dope lines on some coke lines
                                 Bm
Give me head all night cum four times

Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound
                                             Am
Do an ounce cause I did, tell your friends about it

Chorus:

Go tell your friends about it (about it)
                            Bm
Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Go tell them what you know, what you seen
                                 Am
How I roll, how I be off that coke

Go tell your friends about it (about it)
                            Bm
Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Go tell them what you know, what you seen
                                 Am
How I roll, how I be off that coke

Go tell your friends about it (about it)
                            Bm
Go tell your friends about it

I’m the nigga with the hair
                                                             Am
Singing bout poppin pills, fucking bitches, living life, so true

Verse II:

Last year I did all the politicin’
                                     Bm
This year I’m all focused on the vision

I think these hounds deserve another fixin’
                                      Am
Talking about the racks that we be getting

Don’t believe the rumours bitch, I’m still a user
                              Bm
I’m still rocking camo on my shoes

I’m a villain in my city, I just made another killing
           Am
all my bitches

And everybody fuckin, everybody fucking
                               Bm
Pussy on the house, everybody fucking

And I miss my city man it’s been a minute
                                   Am
And I get it happen, Cali was the mission

Cruise through the west-end in my new Benz
                                         Bm
I’m just trynna live life with some new things

Driving by the streets I used to walk through
              Am
When I had no

Chorus:

Go tell your friends about it (about it)
                            Bm
Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Go tell them what you know, what you seen
                                 Am
How I roll, how I be off that coke

Go tell your friends about it (about it)
                            Bm
Go tell your friends about it (about it)

Go tell them what you know, what you seen
                                 Am
How I roll, how I be off that coke

Go tell your friends about it (about it)
                            Bm
Go tell your friends about it

I’m the nigga with the hair

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