'Planes' by Jeremih - Guitar Tutorial
Gtp chords: Planes
Song lyrics:
CAPO on 1st Fret Verse I: F Am Catch me rollin' through the city G F Ridin' with the top off F Am Man, my whip so big when you in it G Dm Fuck around and get lost F Am Told my bitch to let her hair down G F What this shit costs? F Am Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that life right now G Dm I hope it ain't talk, no Pre-Chorus: F Am I can put you in the Mile High Club, what's up? G F Let's take a trip F Am Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" G Dm On a blimp? F Tell her be free, baby spread your wings Am Got your legs in the sky like a plane G F Let me guide that, I'm the pilot F Can't nobody see you 30 thousand feet Am On your knees in them Prada's G Dm Makin' freaky shit come up out her Chorus: F Am Get high baby roll one, cloud nine, 'bout to Go up F G Lovin' the feelin' the turbulence get when we turn up F When we land we can roll out Am Show you somethin' you ain't know about G Dm Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show out Verse II: F Am I got you in the air, your body in the air G F How it feel up here? F Am You can scream as loud as you want, and loud as you can G Dm ain't nobody gonna hear F Am Would you like it better G F If I hit the west coast? F Am Tell me, if you 'bout that life right now G Dm I hope it ain't talk Pre-Chorus: F Am I can put you in the Mile High Club, what's up? G F Let's take a trip F Am Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" G Dm On a blimp? F Tell her be free, baby spread your wings Am Got your legs in the sky like a plane G F Let me guide that, I'm the pilot F Can't nobody see you 30 thousand feet Am On your knees in them Prada's G Dm Makin' freaky shit come up out her Chorus: F Am Get high baby roll one, cloud nine, 'bout to Go up F G Lovin' the feelin' the turbulence get when we turn up F When we land we can roll out Am Show you somethin' you ain't know about G Dm Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show out Verse III: F Am You need a nigga that's gon' come over and dig you out G F You need a nigga that you know is not gon' run his mouth F Am You need a nigga when he done probably gon' put you out G Dm You need a nigga that's gon' put it in your mouth F Am Dick so big it's like a foot is in yo' mouth G F And y'ain't babysitting, but my kids all on yo' couch F Am And oh, you nasty, oh, oh, you nasty G Dm Both graduated so fuck keepin' it classy F Am Look, they love me in the Chi like MJ G They love me in the Chi like Oprah F No nigga could block, not even Dikembe F Compared to Cole, boy, you're softer than a sofa Am And so far my new shit's so fire, nigga, check my profile G Who you know make waves in a low tide? Dm Deebo'ed yo' bitch, now she both ours F Am Nigga, little brown liquor in my liver Pretty brown thang in my bed G Been a long time since I had to ask for head F So god damn don't make me beg F Am But I will if I need to cause for real, girl, I need you G I could put you on a flight, we could take off tonight Dm If you scared of heights, shit I got a pill I could feed you F Am I can put you in the Mile High Club, what's up? G F Let's take a trip F Am Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" G Dm On a blimp?