Cifras
Lemon

Tono: C

Introducción:

dificultad
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Cm  
Hate! Bad bitches wanna be my bae
Cm  
Hate! Hunt me down like the C.I.A
A#  
Hate! Side of my car, tryna see my face
G#                                                                                                    G#m  
Hate! Want me to beat it like the T.I. case
Cm                                                                                                              F#m  
Oh (hate!) and if it's heated I'ma feed my face
Cm                                                                                              F#m  
Hate! And best believe, it's gon' be outrageous
G#  
Hate! Hatin' niggas can't believe my race
G#  
Hate! Niggas hit you with the Eli face, oh
Refrain: Pharrell Williams
Cm                                                 Fm                                    Gm  
Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'
Cm                                                 Fm                                    Gm  
Bouncin' around, bouncin' around, bouncin'
G#                                                                                                                      A#  
Scrunchin' their eyes with your name in their mouth and
N.C.
Bm  
Wait, wait a minute
P-p-p-people, people
Bm  
I get it how I live it
                                             Bm  
I live it how I get
Count the mothafuckin' digits
        Bm  
I pull up with a lemon
Not 'cause she ain't livin'
                Bm  
And this here ain't a scrimmage
Mothafucka, we ain't finished
          Bm  
A nigga 'bouta business
Like yours, but you rent it
                             Bm  
Nigga the Veyron glide
Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
                                                        Bm  
Got the window down, top, blowin' la
                                                     Bm  
Got the hazards on, only doin' five
                                                  Bm                                         Em  
You can catch me, Rih, in the new La Ferrar'
verse 3: Rihanna
Bm  
And the truck behind me got arms
Bm  
Yeah, longer than LeBron
Bm  
Just waitin' for my thumb like The Fonz
Bm                                                                      Em  
Woo! This beat tastes like lunch
Em  
But it's runnin' from veneers and it's runnin' from the fronts
Bm  
But everyday, hey, wasn't lemonade
Em  
I was afraid, once a nigga graduate
Bm  
Would I be okay?
Bm  
So I prayed and I played
                     Bm  
It's Rihanna, nigga
                                                        Bm  
My constellation in space
Bm  
Warp speed, Doctor Spock couldn't chase, nigga
Bridge: Pharrell Williams
Bm  
Bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bm                                                                                                      Em  
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bm                                                                                                      Em  
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bm                                                                                                      Em  
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bm                                                                                                      Em  
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bm                                                                                                      Em  
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bm                                                                                                      Em  
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Bm  
Bath, bath salt, bitin' speakers in the face
Chorus: Pharrell Williams
Bm  
I get it how I live it
I live it how I get
Bm  
I pull up with a lemon
                                                          Bm  
Not 'cause she ain't livin'
It's just your eyes get acidic
          Bm  
And this here ain't a scrimmage
Mothafucka, we ain't finished
     Bm  
A nigga 'bouta business
Like yours, but you rent it
                             Bm  
Nigga the Veyron glide
Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
                                                        Bm  
Got the window down, top, blowin' la
                                                        Bm  
Got the hazards on, only doin' five
                          Em  
You can catch me...
Refrain: Pharrell Williams
Bm  
Wait, wait a minute
Bm                                 A         G  
Wait, wait a minute
Bm  
Wait, wait a minute
Bm                                    F#m  
Wait, wait a minute
Bm  
Wait, wait a minute
Bm                                 A         G  
Wait, wait a minute
Bm  
Wait, wait a minute
Bm                                    F#m  
Wait, wait a minute