Amsterdam chords and lyrics - RICK ROSS

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Maybach shit
Cameras in the [Am]ceiling,
Seline on my arm
[C]We get ghost,
[Em]you already know what it is[Am][Em]
[Am]Money stuffed in my bag
[D]Maybach shit

[Verse 2]
Bright [Em]lights and dark corners,
it's night embark on us
Refugees running wild
Wyclef with a Sig [C]Sauer
[Am]Nothing to lose,
I was starving from the start
Now the same cat [C]drive in Jag[Am]uars
Open [Em]fire when you see me yell out
and make em whisper
The club that I'm a member,
they'll be gone by [C]November
[Am]Keys to the city got killers
who slither [Em]with me
[C]Lamborghini, middle of the ghetto,
[D]smoke a fat fifty
[Em]Billionaire bid, wrists on chill
Standing in the field of dreams tryna
[C]see a hundred mil
[Am]These boys going blind they
just happy being free
In a world of [C]so many I
just wanted me [Am]a key
[Em]Sheesh! I just wanted me a piece
Slice of cheesecake before
my niggas all de[C]cease
[Am]These boys snort lines I'm fine
just sipping wine
Amsterdam in the air,
[C]to morrow on my [D]mind[Em]

[Verse 3]
I'm Barry Gordy to [Em]the streets
With a kilo, so that [C]boy had been a beast
[Am]I wanna be there when
each one of my [Em]kids born
[Am]Raw blood, hundred acres[C] each to l[Am]ive on
[Em]Real nigga[E] to the day
that I'm [Em]de ceased
Even then I pray [Am]I'm living
through these [C]beats
[Am]Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
Burning [C]Amsterdam green
where it falls like [D]a leaf

[Verse 4]
[Em]Born in the bricks with the short
end of the stick
Always running late,
quick to show up with your [C]bitch
[Am]The [D]Hublot's cool but my
Terminator's foolish
[Am]All stainless [D]steel,
quick to [C]match it with my [Em]toolie
Red carpet event, the marijuana be lit
Red or blue, do you,
as long as you're getting [C]rich
Crack [Am]game, champagne,
kilos on the stock ex[Bm]change
Roll[Am]s Royce, new [C]Ghost,
that's a nigga pocket [D]change[Am]
[Em]These niggas acting like
they want a war!
When it come to whacking niggas
I done [C]won award[Am]s
Nigga, you a bitch,
where yo' Honda Accord?
I'm riding in some [C]shit only [D]I can afford
[Em]Shouldn't claim the hood
til you build a report
Amsterdam state of [C]mind,
I just gave you [Am]a tour
I'm laughing at the people
who label me poor
[C]Now I piss on Europeans,
you'd think [D]it was [Em]porn

[Verse 5]
I'm Barry Gordy to [Em]the streets
With a kilo, so [C]that boy had been a beast
[Am]I wanna be there when
each one of my [Bm]kids born
[Am]Raw blood, hundred acres[C] each to l[Am]ive on
[Em]Real nigga[E] to the day
that I'm [Em]de ceased
Even then I pray [Am]I'm living
through these [C]beats
[Am]Dope boy, you can tell by my sneaks
Burning [C]Amsterdam green where
it falls like a [D]leaf[Em]

[Verse 6]
[Em]I'm speaking on unwritten [C]laws
the [Am]code of the streets
I'm [C]not the type of nig
[D]ga that you bump [Em]in to
At a 7- 11 and just pull your pistol on him
And do what the [C]fuck you want
[Am]to do
Niggas like me,
you gotta get permission homie!
[C]And that could tak[D]e a long tim[Em]e!
In that time,
I'mma [C]handle my muthafuckin business
[Am][C][D]

[Verse 7]
[Em]
It's the red light district,
nigga this Amsterdam
[C]Wherever the fuck [Am]I'm at
It's a no [Em]go[C]
We green light you bitch niggas
[D]Rozay!

[Outro 1]
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