nana chords and lyrics - CHANCE THE RAPPER

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[Intro 1]
[D][C]
[D][C][D][C]
[Eb][F][G][D]

[Verse 1]
[D]Introducin' Chance the [C]Ruthless
[D]Trip 'shrooms and lucy
[Dm]Dreams is [C]lucid
Loosely based on [D]music
Swallow my [C]mucus
Hope your pussy get [Eb]herpes [Ebm]and
[Fm]yo' as[C]s get lu[D]pus
Deuces Douches,
deuce [Dm]deuce [C]I'll shoot ya (BANG)
Shoes might [D]boot cha and
a suit [Dm]might [C]suit cha
They be on [Dm]bullshit but they
really don't [C]do shit
They use of il[Dm]lusion could
[F]confuse Con[Dm]fucius
[D]Nasty, ashy,
[C]cigarette ashing, 'til my voice get [D]raspy
Last week [Dm]sus [C]pended
Last night [D]kissed Va$htie
Parleyed [Dm]with [C]Ashley
Always in [Eb]the hallway,
so [C]I never been [G]classy
[C](Ha ha ha) Shut up
[D]Na na na, na [C]na

[Verse 2]
na
Na na na, na na na
[D]Na [C]na [D]na,[C] na na na[Eb][F]
[G](Igh, [Dm]igh, igh, igh!)
[D]Acid

[Verse 3]
acid, get [C]it? Acid
Melts [D]through plastic, [Dm]I spi[C]t fired
[D]Pad my palette, talk[C]in' paper
If this [Eb]was [F]work, I'd [C]get [D]higher
Pardon my mishaps,
[Dm]burp and get m[C]urdered
Fart and [Dm]get bitch- slapped,
like bourbon [C]mixed with jack
Lickety- [D]split,
Look it! He [Dm]slipped on [C]a shell
From peelin' ba[Eb]nana splits [F]back
Give me my [Gm]Kit- [C]Kat
Don't break me off shit, batch,
[D]fac[Dm]k is you[C] mean bitch?
Zan with [Dm]that lean [D]bitch,
zan with [C]that lean bitch
Zen with that chakra
[D]I e[C]at it like Idi Amin, Y[Bb]a Kna Wha Mea[Eb]n
Hit [F]me [C]back when that
[G]mean [C]shit[D]
[Dm]Na na na[C],

[Verse 4]
na [D]na [C]na
Na [D]na na, [Dm]na[C][Eb]
[F]na[G][C][D][C]
[D]na
Na na na, na [G]na [C]na
[D](Igh, [Dm]ig[C][Eb]
[F]h, igh, igh!)[G][Am]
In[D]troducin',

[Verse 5]
[C]It's Bronsonlino
With my hair [D]slicked back,
I look like [C]Rick Pitino
3[D]Japanese dykes in my [C]El Camino
Lettin' [Eb]trees [F]blow, [G]oh
I rep [Am]the East C[D]oast,
I got [C]a team of hoes like Pat Summit
[D]I look like Arn[Dm]old Sch[C]warzenegger in
a black hummer [D](get to the chopper)
I splash summer like a fast [C]brother
With [Bb]a number [F]on his back,
ain't no [G]fumblin', in [A]fact, [C]I'm
Back, [D]acid in my [C]hat
Shoot then pass the [D]gat,
it's at the bot[Dm]tom of the [C]river in a plastic bag
[D]My new shorty got a g[G]ym
[C]nastic [Eb]back
87 emer[F]ald green on
[G]a classic [D]jag[Am][D]
She had the cleft [C]palate,
I ordered chef's [D]salad
She had [Dm]the club foot,
[C]with that little arm[D]
I could[C]n't help but laugh,
she ordered [Eb]Chicken Parm
I had [F]the full Bull[G]s warm-
up [C]with the Pippens on
[C][Gm][C][D][G]

[Verse 6]
[C]Suck my
[D]mother[Dm]fucking [D]dick,
[Gm]it's[C] the young Randy[Eb] Velarde
Queens, [F]baby[G][C][D][Dm]
[D][G][C][D][G][C]
Blow me