Nikes Frank Ocean
(Intro)
Eb Gm Cm Cm7 x2
(Verse 1)
These b**ches want [Eb]Nikes[Gm]
They looking for a [Cm]check
Tell em it ain't [Cm7]likely
Said she need a [Eb]ring like Carmelo[Gm]
Must be on that [Cm]white like Othell[Cm7]o
All you want is [Eb]Nikes
But the [Gm]real ones
Just [Cm]like you
Just [Cm7]like me
I[Eb] don't play, I don't make [Gm]time
But if you [Cm]need dick I got you and I [Cm7]yam from the line
Pour up for [Eb]A$AP
RIP [Gm]Pimp C
RIP [Cm]Trayvon, that nigga look just [Cm7]like me
[Eb] Woo, f[Gm]**kin' buzzin', woo!
[Cm] That my little cousin, he got a little [Cm7]trade
His girl keep the [Eb]scales, a little mermaid
We out by the [Gm]pool, some little mermaids
Me and them [Cm]gel, like twigs with them bangs
[Cm7]Now that's a real mermaid
You been holding your [Eb]breath
Weighted[Gm] down
Punk [Cm]madre, punk papa[Cm7]
He don't [Eb]care for me
But who [Gm]cares for me
And that's [Cm]good enough[Cm7]
We don't [Eb]talk much or nothin'
But when we [Gm]talkin' about something
We have [Cm]good discu[Cm7]ssion
I met his [Eb]friends last week, feels like they're [Gm]up to something
That's g[Cm]ood for us[Cm7]
(Then this acoustic riff comes in and plays until the end):
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(Verse 2)
We'll let you guys [Eb]prophesy[Gm]
We'll let you guys [Cm]prophesy
We gon' see the future first[Cm7]
We'll let you guys [Eb]prophesy
We gon' see the future first
Living so the [Gm]last night feels like a past life
Speaking of the, don't know[Cm] what got into people
Devil be possessin homies, Demons try to body jump
[Cm7]Why you think I'm in this b**ch wearing a f**king Yarmulke?
Acid on me like the [Eb]rain
Weed crumbles in the glitter
[Gm]Rain, glitter
We laid out on this [Cm]wet floor
Away turf, no Astro
Mesmerized how the [Cm7]strobes glow
Look at all the people feet dance
I know that your nigga c[Eb]ame with you
But he a[Gm]in't with you
We only human and it's h[Cm]umid in these Balmains
I mean my balls sticking in my jeans
We breathin p[Cm7]heremones, Amber Rose
Sippin' pink-gold lemonades, feelin'
[Eb] I may be younger but [Gm]I'll look after you
[Cm] We're not in love, but [Cm7]I'll make love to you
[Eb] When you're not here I[Gm]'ll save some for you
[Cm] I'm not him but [Cm7]I'll mean something to you
I'll [Eb]mean something [Gm]to you
I'll [Cm]mean something [Cm7]to you
[Eb] You got a roommate he'll [Gm]hear what we do
[Cm] It's only awkward if you're [Cm7]f**king him too
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