Maybach Music 2 chords and lyrics - RICK ROSS

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[Intro 1]
[Em][A][Bm][A][Em][Bm]
[D][G][A][C][Bm]
[A][Em][C]

[Verse 1]
[C]Realest
shit [G]I ever wrote chilling in [A]my Maybach
[C]Whatever I send out [G]homie
I'ma make [Em]back
[G]Can you believe it,
[A]whoa [C]you gotta see it[Em]
I don't plan [G]on going broke put
that on [A]my Maybach
[C]Cause I'm in it to win now niggas
can't take [Em]that[G]
Listen to [A]my Maybach music,
[C]to my Maybach mu [Em]sic
Martin Louis the King [A]Jr. Starting,

[Verse 2]
[C]
all that stuntin' is gonna ruin ya
[Em]B.I. was [A]alive he probably had a two tone
[C]With the Grey Poupon
[Bm]Any thing yay poop on
[Em]Will ex[G]plode
Cause I am the [A]shit and [C]this is my commode
Uh oh there they go
Talking [D]about how ya [A]boy clothes extra tight
[C]I just remember that
[Bm]my limelight extra bright
[Em]I hit the stri[G]p club and girls get extra[A] hype,
[C]You hit the strip club and girls
turn extra [Em]dyke
[D]We know who not [A]getting no sex tonight
[C]And a lap dance wil[Bm]l probably
be a blessing right.
[Em]So all the shit you talking dead[G], coff[A]in
[C]Light the weed coughing,
new crib loftin'
[Em]Where it's at? [D]Austin,
[A]where's that? Texas
[C]What's in front? [Em]Benz's, what
else? Lexus
Well who's Maybach
[C]is this? Mr. West's

[Verse 3]
[Em]Realest shit [G]I ever wrote chilling
in [A]my Maybach
[C]Whatever I send out [G]homie
I'ma make [Em]back
[G]Can you believe it, [A]whoa [C]you got[Em]ta see it
I don't plan [G]on going broke put
that on [A]my Maybach
[C]Cause I'm in it to win now niggas
can't take [Em]that[G]
Listen to [A]my Maybach [C]music,
to my Maybach [Em]music
[A]Boss!

[Verse 4]
[C]
[Em]Kush burn like [D]petroleum
[A]Crib need custodians
[C]Shades in all shades
[Bm]These made [Em]erodium
Use to be [G]the Oldsmo
Hoes call [Am]it oh low
[C]Now I got so many horses
Bitches call [Em]me Polo
[A]5762 tell me how ya wanna move
[C]Yea you know I got them both,
[Bm]Beat your ass black [Em]and blue
I [G]was barely getting [A]pretty women
[C]Now I scoop Emmy
winners like kitty litter
[Em]Any winter Fendi[A] denim
like a slender nigga
[C]Looking in the mirror I c[Bm]an see
the real [Em]contender
Celery for even [G]Gregory [A]I'm on my dinner
[C]So what the fuck is ya telling
me other than your [Em]gender
I'm a boss and [A]I'm riding like a small fault,
[C]Niggas make your wheels and[Em] ride
'til they fall off yea [C]Ross!

[Verse 5]
[Em]Realest shit [G]I ever wrote chilling
in [A]my Maybach
[C]Whatever I send out [G]homie
I'ma make [Em]back
[G]Can you believe it, [A]whoa [C]you got[Em]ta see it
I don't plan [G]on going broke put
that on [A]my Maybach
[C]Cause I'm in it to win now niggas
can't take [Em]that[G]
Listen to [A]my Maybach [C]music,
to my Maybach [Em]music
[A]

[Verse 6]
[C]Well alright,
[Em]All black Mayb[D]ach
[A]I'm sitting in the asshole
[C]Classy as a mother still
[B]gutter like a [Bm]bad bowl
[Em]Benjamin Frank[G]lin on x how the c[A]ash row
[C]That's right them mill
due like damn clothes
[Em]I eat ya m[D]ill too
[A]We don't feel you
[C]And we be strapping
[Bm]up like the navy seal do
[Em]Sweet as banan[G]a split
every time [A]I peel through,
[C]Fresher than will smith and uncle Phil too
[Em]Watching T[D]-V in in the Mayba[Bm]ch in traffic,
[C]I'm on my feet like tou[Bm]gh
[Em]acting Tinactin
I'm running [G]this shit
You should try [A]tackling,
[C]Lil Wayne in one word immaculate,
[C]You see the[D] Biggie, you see the[Bm] Jay,
the Tupac in [C]him,
The Kurt Co[Bm]bain, the Andre
three stacks
And then [Em]I'm back to doing [C]shit like
I do sing Maybach mu[Em]sic
Realest shit [G]I ever wrote chilling in [A]my Maybach

[Verse 7]
[C]
Whatever I send out homie
I'ma make [Em]back
[G]Can you believe it,
[A]whoa [C]you gotta see it[Em]
I don't plan [G]on going broke put
that on [A]my Maybach
[C]Cause I'm in it to win now niggas
can't take [Em]that[G]
Listen to [A]my Maybach [C]music,

[Outro 1]
to my Maybach music
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