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Lemonade by Internet Money - Guitar Chords

Artist Internet Money How to play the guitar chord Am.jpg How to play the guitar chord G.jpg How to play the guitar chord Em.jpg How to play the guitar chord F.jpg

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Version 1
            [Intro]
Am G Em F x2
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Am            G
  Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
Em              F
  College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
Am               G
  Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey
Em                              F
  These bitches, they hate, and you can't miss what you never had, hey, hey
 
 
[Chorus]
Am               G      N.C.
  Off the juice (Juice), codeine got me trippin' (Juice)
Em                  F
  Copped the coupe (Coupe), woke up, roof is missin' (Yeah)
Am           G
  Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'
Em           F
  Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'
 
 
[Verse 1]
N.C.
Addy boys, got some sixties in my bag (Oh, yeah)
Em                     F
  Lips sealed, I ain't pillow talkin', I'm not rat (No)
Am               G       N.C.
  In my earlobe, got two karats, VVS (Bling)
Em                F
  Got a penthouse near Rodeo off of strips (Strips)
Am                G
  All this money, when I grew up, I had nothin' (Nothin')
Em                          F
  Filled with backstabbers, my old life was disgustin' (Disgustin')
Am                        G
  Can't believe it, gotta thank God that I'm livin' comfortably (Thank God)
Em                          F     N.C.
  Getting checks, I don't believe her, she say she done with me
Am                    G
  Burned some bridges and I let the fire light the way (Oh-woah)
Em                    F
  Kickin' my feet up, left the PJ's on a PJ (PJ)
Am                     G
  Yeah, I'm a big dog, and I walk around with no leash (Oh)
Em                   F
  I got water on me, yeah, everythin' on Fiji
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Am            G
  Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
Em              F
  College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
Am               G
  Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey
Em                              F
  These bitches, they hate, and you can't miss what you never had, hey, hey
 
 
[Chorus]
Am               G       N.C.
  Off the juice (Juice), codeine got me trippin' (Juice)
Em                  F
  Copped the coupe (Coupe), woke up, roof is missin' (Yeah)
Am           G   N.C.
  Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'
Em           F
  Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'
 
 
[Verse 2]
Am                G     N.C.
  I'm a rockstar, play guitars, sippin' 'Wock, hey (Hey)
Em          F
  Adderall, Fentanyl, Xanax bars, ayy (Hey)
Am                     G         N.C.
  I was fifteen, I was sippin' codeine with my dawg, ayy (Codeine)
Em                     F
  Did a Percocet, Promethazine, I feel nauseous (Promethazine)
Am                     G
  Put up a stick and I hop on a plane
 
  I'm still in my war ways (War ways)
Em                    F
  Shit is so risky, I gotta be gifted
 
He blessed me with fortune and fame (Fortune and fame, nice)
Am                         G
  I made my first fifty, I couldn't go back empty
 
I knew I was stuck to the game (Stuck)
Em                       F
I'm loyal and I'll never change
 
I'm never gon' go against the grain (Go 'gainst the grain)
Am                    G          N.C.
I'm never gon' be one turn on my brother when polices got us detained (Nah)
Em                           F
  I won't never love a bitch more than my mother
 
And that's on my government name (Nah)
Am                            G
  I can't be no sucker, ain't hatin' on no one
 
I wish everybody get paid (Paid)
Em                            F
  'Cause we countin' up every day (Every day)
                                    N.C.
Gettin' high 'til I land in the grave
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Am            G
  Xanny bars, suicide door, brand new bag
Em              F
  College girls give a nigga head in my Rafs
Am               G
  Rockstar life, so much money it'll make you laugh, hey
Em                              F
  These bitches, they hate, and you can't miss what you never had, hey, hey
 
 
[Chorus]
Am               G       N.C.
  Off the juice (Juice), codeine got me trippin' (Juice)
Em                  F
  Copped the coupe (Coupe), woke up, roof is missin' (Yeah)
Am           G
  Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'
Em           F
  Ice (Ice), lemonade, my neck was drippin'
 
 
[Outro]
Am  G               Em  F
     Yeah, yeah, yeah
 
Am  G  Em  F 
        

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