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Baritone Ukulele Cover of Chica Me Tipo by Sublime From the Album, 40 Oz. To Freedom

Chords and Lyrics

[Intro]
| Fm    | C#  C  |  x4
 
[Verse 1]
Fm    C#     C      Fm           C#       C    Fm
No importa que se lleva, porque todo se quitara
       C#     C    Fm   C#     C
Ay, no puedo verlo, ni en pintura
A#                A
Cuando empecemos, no me dio cuenta
Dm           F
De que luego, tuviera que pagar
C#          G#                D#        F#m         C#       D#
pero...... si se cambie, me voy a acostarme con ti, con ti
 
[Interlude]
| Fm    | C#  C  |  x2
 
[Verse 2]
Fm       C#     C   Fm    C#        C    Fm
No me propondo predicar, vive y deja vivir
     C#    C     Fm
Pero el amigo es un condon en el bolsillo
A#                A
Yo no soy medico, no soy chapucero
Dm                 F
Solamente soy pobre, y ya estoy tan solo
C#                  G#
pero si se cambie, ella seria la mia,
D#           F#m            C#             D#
para ser poseido en propiedad, en propiedad
 
[Interlude]
| Fm    | C#  C  |  x4
| A#     | A    |
| Dm   | F     |
 
[Outro]
C#                           G#
I've got to get it off with you, oh what can I do?
D#                F#m           C#         D#
I would lay down anytime with her, with her....
Fm

https://tabs.ultimate-guitar.com/tab/sublime/chica-me-tipo-chords-1834409

Translation:

No me importa que se lleva (It doesn’t matter what you’re wearing)
Porque todo se quitara (Because it will all come off)
Ay no puedo verlo (I can’t see you)
Ni en pintura (Not even in paint)

[Chorus]

Cuando empecemos, no me dio cuenta (When we started, I didn’t realize)
De que luego, tuviera que pagar (That later I would have to pay)
Pero, se dice tambien (but, it is also said)
Me muera acostarme con ti (I’m dying to lay down with you)
Con ti (with you)

No me propongo predicar (I don’t propose to preach)
Vive y dejar vivir (Live and let live)
Pero el amigo (But a friend)
Es un condon en el bolsillo (Is a condom in your pocket)

Yo no soy medico, no soy chapocero (I’m not a doctor, I’m not a joker)
Solamente soy pobre, y ya estoy tan solo (I’m just poor, and now I’m so lonely)
Pero si se cambie (But if she changes)
Ella seria la mia (She will be mine)
Para ser poseido en propeidad (To be possesed as property)
en propeidad (As property)

I’ve got to get alive with you
Whoa I cannot do?
I will lay down anytime with her
with her.

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Baritone Ukulele Cover of Wait For the Moment by Vulfpeck from the Album, My First Car

Chords and Lyrics

Chords: | D – F# | Em – A (or Am) | G – E7 | Em7 – Gm ||

Mom said: “Wait for the moment!”
Gone home went to bed
While the other kids, they’re still outside

I don’t feel time when I sleep
So I snuggle up with my sheet
And wait, for a brighter day

I’ll play football tomorrow
With only my best friends
People I like, but I don’t love
Are not allowed

I wonder if Sharon will see me
But I’ll play cool
Cause cool is what you have to do

It’s hard to make a point
When you’re living so loud
(Turn it down)

Trying to get my friend excited
About not being invited
I say: “That’s an opportunity!”

Butt dial I smile
Listen dial I smile
It was so nice to get a call

Sharon, I’m good at stuff
And you’re into stuff (wooh)
Let’s make products

I’m a product guy
You’re a produce girl
I said money, money, money, money, money, money will be spent

I’m attuned to the grooves
That turn you off
Bass man, break it down!

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Baritone Ukulele Cover of Good Ass Intro by Chance The Rapper from the Album, Acid Rap

Chords and Lyrics

Chords: | Am7 | D7 | CM7 | B7 ||

Lyrics:

[Hook: BJ The Chicago Kid]
Even better than I was the last time baby… Oh oh oh oh ooh
Yo we back
I’m good, so good
And we back and we back

[Verse 1:]
Raps just make me anxious and acid made me crazy
Them squares just made me looser and that wax just made me lazy
And I still make this song, and I’m a make another
If you ever actually hit me, better watch out for my brother
Better bet I’d take that deal, gotta watch out for my mother
Get a watch with all that glitters, come in clutters, different colors
Ben A Baller, Benford, Butler’s, Chauffeur’s, hit a stain-er, did I stutter?
Did a ton of drugs and did better than all my Alma mater
Motherfucker money dance, hundreds zan, gotta lean
Make a joke bout Leno’s hair then piggy back on Fallon’s spleen
Balancing on sporadicity and fucking pure joy
Nightly searches for a bed and I just came off tour with Troy
But I can’t complain I got some motherfucking business
How many lab partners have I fucked since I got suspended?
Mr. Bennett, you done did it, you did it, you did it
You did a good ass job, you did a good ass job
And I’m good

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Work, work, work, work, bang n****, bang
Twerk, twerk, merge, swerve, Deng, pick a lane
Flip a bird; pigeon, plane, it’s a word, it’s a shame
But God I’m good, swear I couldn’t be better
Kicking dirt on the shirts of the lames
Keep a tab on my exes, keep some “x” on my tongue
Keep my work out in Texas, that’s just me flexing my lungs
See them showing they teeth, that’s just them flapping they gums
If they bite and I’m snapping clap clap collapsing they lungs
Call me Chancellor The Rapper, please say “The Rapper”
Magical word (poof), please say ‘Kadabra
Replay the replays; Green Bay to Packers
Cremate your teammates and freebase the ashes
Matches to gas leaks, dusted dusk till dawn
It’s just us, and trust ya bottom bitch, my stuff the fucking bomb
I’m the motherfucking fucker, fuck a niggas fucking dumb
This your favorite fucking album and ain’t even fucking done

[Hook]

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Baritone Ukulele Cover of Same Drugs by Chance The Rapper from the Album, Coloring Book

Chords and Lyrics

[Chorus]
C/E  F               C/E        F
We don't do the same drugs no more
                 C/E                  F                   Am     G      C/E F
We don't do the, we don't do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more
      C/E      F            C/E      F
Cause she don't do the same drugs no more
                 C/E             F                         Am     G       C/E  F
We don't do the, we don't do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more
 
[Verse]
C/E           F
When did you change?
C/E          F
Wendy you've aged
C/E               F
  I thought you'd never grow up
Am       G         C/E  F
   I thought you'd never
C/E    F       C/E       F
Window closed, Wendy got old
C/E             F
I was too late, I was too late
Am             G          C/E F
  A shadow of what I once was
 
[Chorus]
     C/E  F               C/E       F
Cause We don't do the same drugs no more
                 C/E                F                    Am    G      C/E  F
We don't do the, we don't do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more
C/E  F             C/E         F
She don't laugh to same way no more
                 C/E               F                Am       G      C/E F
We don't do the, we don't do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more
 
[Verse]
C/E           F
Where did you go?
C/E           F
Why would you stay?
C/E              F
   You must have lost your marbles
Am            G            C/E F
You always were so forgetful
C/E        F
In a hurry
C/E           F
Don't wait up
C/E             F
I was too late, I was too late
Am          G              C/E  F
A shadow of what I once was
C/E              F       C/E         F
Cause we don't, we don't do what we say we're gonna
C/E                F            Am    G         C F
   You were always perfect, and I was only practice
C/E                F
Don't you miss the days
C/E    F
        stranger?
C/E                F
Don't you miss the days?
Am        G        C/E F
Don't you miss the danger?
 
[Chorus]
C/E     F                       C/E       F
We don't (we don't) do the same drugs no more (do the same drugs no more)
                C/E                  F                 Am          G   C/E  F
We don't do the, we don't do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more
C/E F                            C/E     F
We don't (we don't) do the same drugs no more (do the same drugs no more)
                                 C/E    F                Am         G   C/E F
We don't do the, we don't do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more
`                   Am         F C/E F C/E F       C/E
We don't do the, we don't do the same drugs
 
[Bridge]
C     Dm C   Am7     D
C   Am6  C6/9   C  Am   C   G   C
 
[Outro]
C/E                             F
Don't forget the happy thoughts
C/E                             F
All you need is happy thoughts
C/E                             F
The past tense, past bed time     Way back then when
 C/E                             F
 everything we read was real And everything we said rhymed
C/E                          F
Wide eyed kids being kids    Why did you stop?
C/E                     F
What did you do to your hair?
C/E                     F
Where did you go to end up right back here?
Am             G              C/E F
When did you start to forget how to fly?
C/E  F Am    F
C/E  F Am    F
C/E       F
Don't you color out
C/E        F
Don't you bleed on out, oh
C/E                 F               Am G C/E F
Stay in the line, stay in the line
C/E       F
Dandelion

https://tabs.ultimate-guitar.com/tab/chance-the-rapper/same-drugs-chords-1930919

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Baritone Ukulele Cover of Through The Wire by Kanye West from the album, The College Dropout

Chords and Lyrics

Intro – | Em – G – Em – G | D |
Chorus – | Em – C – G – D | x 4
| C – D – G |
Verses – | Em – C – G – D |

[Chaka Khan:]
Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall
For a chance to be with you, I’d gladly risk it all
Through the fire, through whatever, come what may
For a chance at loving you, I’d take it all the way
Right down to the wire, even through the fire

I drink a Boost for breakfast, an Ensure for dessert
Somebody ordered pancakes, I just sip the sizzurp
That right there could drive a sane man berserk
Not to worry, Mr. H-to-the-Izzo’s back to wizzerk
How do you console my mom or give her light support
Tellin’ her her son’s on life support?
And just imagine how my girl feel
On the plane scared as hell that her guy look like Emmett Till
She was with me before the deal, she’d been tryna be mine
She a Delta, so she’d been throwin’ that Dynasty sign
No use in me tryna be lyin’, I been tryna be signed
Tryin’ to be a millionaire, how I used two lifelines
In the same hospital where Biggie Smalls died
The doctor said I had blood clots, but I ain’t Jamaican, man
Story on MTV and I ain’t tryna make a band
I swear, this right here, history in the makin’, man

[Chaka Khan:]
Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall
For a chance to be with you, I’d gladly risk it all
Through the fire, through whatever, come what may
For a chance at loving you, I’d take it all the way
Right down to the wire, even through the fire

What if somebody from the Chi’ that was ill got a deal
On the hottest rap label around?
But he wasn’t talkin’ ’bout coke and birds
It was more like spoken word, ‘cept he’s really puttin’ it down?
And he explained the story ’bout how blacks came from glory
And what we need to do in the game
Good dude, bad night, right place, wrong time
In the blink of a eye, his whole life changed
If you could feel how my face felt
You would know how Mase felt (Mason Betha!)
Thank God I ain’t too cool for the safe belt
I swear to God, driver two wanna sue
I got a lawyer for the case, to keep what’s in my safe safe
My dawgs couldn’t tell if I…
I looked like Tom Cruise in Vanilla Sky, it was televised
There’s been an accident like GEICO
They thought I was burnt up like Pepsi did Michael
I must got a angel, ’cause look how death missed his ass
Unbreakable, what, you thought they’d call me Mr. Glass?
Look back on my life like the Ghost of Christmas Past
Toys “R” Us where I used to spend that Christmas cash
And I still won’t grow up, I’m a grown-ass kid
Swear I should be locked up for stupid shit that I did
But I’m a champion, so I turned tragedy to triumph
Make music that’s fire, spit my soul through the wire

[Chaka Khan:]
Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall
For a chance to be with you, I’d gladly risk it all
Through the fire, through whatever, come what may
For a chance at loving you, I’d take it all the way
Right down to the wire, even through the fire

Y’know what I’m sayin’?
When the doctor told me I had, um
That I was gonna have to have a plate in my chin
I said, “Dawg, don’t you realize I’ll never make it on a plane now?”
“It’s bad enough I got all this jewelry on!”
You can’t be serious, man

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Baritone ukulele cover of Stay by Mac Miller from the album, The Divine Feminine

Chords and Lyrics

| Ab Maj7 – G7 – Cm – Eb Maj7 || Repeat Whole Song

[Intro]

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa

[Chorus]

Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a little while
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a, just a little while

[Verse]

Yeah, hold up, wait a motherfuckin’ second
I know you stressin’, you don’t gotta keep me guessin’
I’m full of questions, in return I get the silent treatment
I don’t know why I’m speakin’
You say, you say, you say
It’s way too late, goodbye, you leavin’
Why you got me stressin’?
I could have a whole collection
Just be faded in my own dimension
You so complicated, I swear that pussy Grammy nominated
Let’s make some music, fuck all of the bullshit

[Chorus]

Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a little while
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a, just a little while

[Verse]

Okay now, baby, don’t you leave my side, don’t even try
I’mma go crazy, girl, you saved me
Meditate me, get me piece of mind
It’s only she and I, ocean floor, how deep we dive
We be high lookin’ for another fuckin’ tree to climb
She was playin’ hard to get, I read between her lines
Binge watched “Sopranos”, made it all the way to season five
I am her, she is I
She had to come, see her freaky side, leavin’ me behind

[Chorus]

Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a little while
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a, just a little while
Just a little while, just a little while, babe

[Bridge]

The way you walkin’ to the room, oh oh oh
All I think about is what I wanna do to you
I don’t wanna be polite no more
Make yourself at home, where the fuck you gon’ go?
Yeah, girl, the way you walkin’ to the room, oh oh oh
All I think about is what I wanna do to you
I don’t wanna be polite no more
Make yourself at home, where the fuck you gon’ go, girl?

[Chorus/Outro]

Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a little while
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
(The way you walkin’ to the room, oh oh oh
All I think about is what I wanna do to you)
Just a little while, just a little while, just a, just a little while
(I don’t wanna be polite no more
Make yourself at home, where the fuck you gon’ go?)
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
((The way you walkin’ to the room, oh oh oh
All I think about is what I wanna do to you)
Just a little while, just a little while, just a little while
(I don’t wanna be polite no more
Make yourself at home, where the fuck you gon’ go?)
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a, just a little while

Will you
Will you
Will you

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