Fancy Cifras

[Chord Progression]
     Eb   Dm   Cm   Gm
e|---11---10---8----3---|
B|---11---10---8----3---|
G|---12---10---8----3---|
D|---13---12---10---5---|
A|---13---12---10---5---|
E|---11---10---8----3---|
 
Gm chord is just the last transition 'bum-bum' you hear in the bassline (Strum twice, quickly; down, down.)
 
[Verse 1]
Eb   Dm   Cm                        Gm
First thing's first, I'm the realest (realest)
Eb   Dm   Cm                              Gm
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let them feel it)
Eb   Dm   Cm                   Gm
And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
Eb   Dm   Cm                                             Gm
I could hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right, right)
Eb   Dm   Cm                          Gm
You should want a bad bitch like this (huh?)
Eb   Dm   Cm                             Gm
Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)
Eb   Dm   Cm                          Gm
Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
Eb   Dm   Cm                                             Gm
High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
Eb   Dm   Cm                                    Gm
Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)
Eb   Dm   Cm                      Gm
Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back (what?)
Eb   Dm   Cm                          Gm
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Eb   Dm   Cm                             Gm
Champagne spillin', you should taste that
 
[Hook]
Eb Dm Cm      Gm
I'm so fancy
Eb Dm Cm      Gm
You already know
Eb Dm Cm          Gm
I'm in the fast lane
Eb Dm Cm         Gm
From L.A. to Tokyo
Eb Dm Cm      Gm
I'm so fancy
Eb Dm Cm                Gm
Can't you taste this gold?
Eb Dm Cm      Gm
Remember my name
Eb Dm Cm      Gm
'Bout to blow
 
[Verse 2]
I said, "Baby, I do this, I thought that you knew this."
Can't stand no haters and honest, the truth is
And my flow retarded, each beat did depart it
Swagger on stupid, I can't shop in no department
To get my money on time, if they not money, decline
And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind
So get my money on time, if they not money, decline
I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind
Now tell me, who that, who that? That do that, do that?
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
I be the I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw
 
[Hook]
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name
'Bout to blow
 
[Bridge]
Trash the hotel
Let's get drunk on the mini bar
Make the phone call
Feels so good getting what I want
Yeah, keep on turning it up
Chandelier swinging, we don't give a fuck
Film star, yeah I'm deluxe
Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch
Ow...
 
[Verse 3]
Still stuntin', how you love that?
Got the whole world asking how I does that
Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that
Look at it I bet you wishing you could clutch that
It's just the way you like it, huh?
You so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh?
Never turn down nothin'
Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like
 
[Hook]
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold?
Remember my name
'Bout to blow
 
[Outro]
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-I-I-G-G-Y
Blow
 
Who-who-who-who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-I-I-G-G-Y
About to blow
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