Look at Me Now (Chris Brown) — аккорды на гитаре

[Intro: Chris Brown]

:Just Vocals:

I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club

You can't even get in

Hahaha, let's go!

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]

C Yellow model chick

Em Yellow bottle sipping

Am Yellow Lamborghini

F Yellow top missing

C Yeah, yeah, Em that shit look like a toupee

Am I get what you get F in 10 years, in two days

C Ladies love Em me, I'm on my Cool J

Am If you get F what I get, what would you say?

C She wax it all Em off, Mr.Miyagi

Am And them F suicide doors, Hari Kari

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

C Look at me Em now, look at me now

Am Oh, F I'm getting paper

C Look at me Em now, look at me now

Am Yeah, F fresher than a motherfucker

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]

C Lil nigga bigger than gorilla

'Cause Em I'm killing every nigga that try to be on my shit

Am Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her

F And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick

C Oops I said on my dick

Em I ain't really mean to say on my dick

Am But since we talking about my dick

F All of you haters say hi to it

:Vocal only:

I'm done

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]

:Vocal Only:

Ayo Breezy

Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling

When you're doing that thing over there homie

:or:

C Em Just Am kiddin F

Let's go!

C 'Cause I feel like I'm running

And I'm feeling like Em I gotta get away, get away, get away

Better know Am that I don't and I won't ever stop

'cause you know F I gotta win everyday day, day

C See they don't really wanna pop me

Just know Em that you will never flop me

And I know that Am I can be a little cocky, no

You F ain't never gonna stop me

:Strum C 1x, then vocal:

Every time I come a nigga gotta set it, then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it

Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta show that any little thing that nigga think he be doing

'Cause it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm gonna dadadada

Then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing

I gotta Do a lot of things, to make it clearer to a couple niggas

That I'm always winning and I gotta get it again, and again, and again

:Pause:

C And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul

A Em nigga better call a ref, and everybody knows my style

And Am niggas know I'm the the best when it come to doing this

F And I be banging on my chest, and

C I bang in the east, and I'm banging in the west

Em And I come to give you more and I will never give you less

Am You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press

F Do you really wanna know what's next? Let's Go

C See the way we on and we all up in the race and you know

Em We gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace

Am We struggling and hustling and sending it and getting it

F And always gotta Do it take it to another place

C Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it

Em And I gotta cut all through this traffic

Am Just to be at the top of the throne

F Better know I gotta have it, have it

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

:Repeat Chords:

Look at me now, look at me now

Oh, I'm getting paper

Look at me now

Oh, look at me now

Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker

[Verse 4:Lil Wayne]

Man C fuck these bitch ass Em niggas, how y'all doin'?

I'm Lil Tunechi, Am I'm a nuisance, I F Go stupid, I Go dumb like the 3 stooges

I don't C eat sushi, I'm the Em shit, no I'm pollution, no substitution

Got Am a bitch that play in F movies in my Jacuzzi, pussy juicy

I C never gave a fuck about a hater, Em got money on my radar

Dress like a skater, Am got a big house, came with an elevator

You F niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter

Marley C said, “Shoot 'em”, and I said, “Okay”

If you Em wanted bullshit then I'm like olay

I Am don't care what you say, so don't even speak

Your F girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil

C That's word to my flag, and my flag red

I'm Em out of my head, bitch I'm outta Am my mind, from the bottom I climb

You ain't hotter than mine, F nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying

C What's poppin' Slime? Em Nothin' five, and if they trippin' fuck 'em five

I Am ain't got no time to shuck F and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie

C Ciroc and sprite on a private flight,

Em bitch I've been tight since “Guiding light”,

Am and my pockets right, and my diamonds white

F And my momma's nice and my daddy's dead

You C faggots scared 'cause I'm Em too wild, been here for a while

I was like fuck Am trial I put it down

I'm so Young F Money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

:Repeat Chords:

Look at me now, look at me now

Oh, I'm getting paper

Look at me now

Oh, look at me now

Yeah, I'm fresher than a motherfucker

[Outro: Chris Brown]

Okay, okay

Is that right?

I'm fresher than a motherfucker

Like I said, the chords aren't that bad, you just gotta be able to flow.

Good luck.