Cifra de Nikes - Frank Ocean
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Primeiro acorde: Eb 10 acordes identificados
Capo: 3
Intro: Eb Gm Cm Cm7 x2
verse 1
These bitches want Nikes
They looking for a check
Tell em it ain't likely
Said she need a ring like Carmelo
Must be on that white like Othello
All you want is Nikes
But the real ones
Just like you
Just like me
Eb Gm
I don't play, I don't make time
But if you need dick I got you and I yam from the line
Pour up for A$AP
RIP Pimp C
RIP Trayvon, that nigga look just like me
Eb Gm
Cm Cm7
His girl keep the scales, a little mermaid
We out by the pool, some little mermaids
Me and them gel, like twigs with them bangs
Cm7
Now that's a real mermaid
You been holding your breath
Weighted down
Punk madre, punk papa
He don't care for me
But who cares for me
And that's good enough
We don't talk much or nothin'
But when we talkin' about something
We have good discussion
I met his friends last week, feels like they're up to something
That's good for us
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verse 2
We'll let you guys prophesy
We'll let you guys prophesy
We gon' see the future first
We'll let you guys prophesy
We gon' see the future first
Living so the last night feels like a past life
Speaking of the, don't know what got into people
Devil be possessin homies, Demons try to body jump
Cm7
Why you think I'm in this bitch wearing a fucking Yarmulke?
Acid on me like the rain
Weed crumbles in the glitter
Gm
Rain, glitter
We laid out on this wet floor
Away turf, no Astro
Mesmerized how the strobes glow
Look at all the people feet dance
I know that your nigga came with you
But he ain't with you
We only human and it's humid in these Balmains
I mean my balls sticking in my jeans
We breathin pheremones, Amber Rose
Sippin' pink-gold lemonades, feelin'
Eb Gm
Cm Cm7
Eb Gm
Cm Cm7
I'll mean something to you
I'll mean something to you
Eb Gm
Cm Cm7