Tom: F
Introdução:
Fm
This special, biggest, global
Fm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
verse 1: Fergie
Fm
To say it's complicated, understatement of the year
Fm
Well maybe conflict made it a new flavor in your ear
Fm
They know that I'm a problem, that's why everybody scared
Fm
Whatever doesn't kill you, can make you an ill-ionaire
Fm
Uh, just turn the headphones up or make the windows roll up
Fm
I make they hands go up
Fm
When I show up and I blow it 'til I'm full up, wait, hold up
Fm
Girl up in the mirror, only one I fear, uh
Fm
You say you the realest, I told you I'm the illest
Fm
Sick, sick, mmm
Fm
Hungry, starving.
Fm
Not thirsty, just hungry
Fm
Ambitious, still hungry
Fm
Still hungry
verse 2: Rick Ross
Fm
I'm moonwalking on marble floors
Fm
Rick Ross, I'm just drippin' sauce
Fm
Bitches see me and they all just wave
Fm
Rolls Royce and we call this Wraith
Fm
I fuck up money like I'm Escobar
Fm
Ballin', ballin', Kobe Bryant, that boy living large
Fm
No room for medium, that means you thinkin' small
Fm
Ferrari, Fergie, switching gears, she rockin' with a boss
Fm
I close my eyes, I must be telepathic
Fm
Look over haters, tripling my assets
Fm
It takes courage to accomplish these things
Fm
Fergie's my queen, I'm the king, now come kiss on our rings
Fm
Sick, sick, mmm
Fm
Hungry, starving.
Fm
Not thirsty, just hungry
Fm
Ambitious, still hungry
Fm
Still hungry