5 Star

Cm      Bb Gm F
Eb
Tunechi
Dm
Barbie
Young Money

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Gm                                
I been smoking gas, killin' 
                           Bb    
bitches, man, I feel just like a 
Eb
gang-star
             Eb                 
Cover up my face like a ninja in 
                       Gm
this Alexander Wang scarf
             Gm                    
I'mma drop a bag they gon' pull up 
                    Bb             
and then they gon' let them thangs 
 Eb
off
            Eb
I ain't switchin' up my hairstyle 
but my niggas let it bang off
Gm
Percocets and addi's lookin' for a 
fuck I could give
           Gm                     
All these hatin' bitches plottin' 
Bb                     Eb
why they can't let me live
                 Eb
Me and Weezy in Liv
Gm
When my album drop these bitches is 
gone cry in the car
Gm                                 
All your 'yes' men out here lyin', 
Bb                 Eb
had you dyin' to spar
                    Eb
You was tryin' too hard
Gm                          Gm
I'm out here livin' though, I am out
 here livin' though
Gm
Me and Tunechi winnin' though
                  Bb
Slimez out here twinnin' though
Eb
I'm on my pivot though
I'm just so pivotal
Eb
Bands, I go get it though
Weezy on his pedestal
N.C.                                
Gm
A lot of gang shit, a whole lot of 
gang shit
Gm                                
All these plaques is pilin' up, 
                Bb
it's no where to hang shit
Eb
These bitches pussy though
Pushed them out my pussy though
Niggas want my cookie though
'Cause it taste like cookie dough
Gm
Smoke, I got a free pack
N.C.
Flow sick, get a Z-pack
Niggas don't mean my race when they 
say she blacked
Eb
I am the Queen (Facts!)
I'm everything she lacks
Eb
Bitch get on your kneecap, I don't 
mean C. Kaep
Gm
I'll get you checked pussy, I'll get
 you a free pap
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Gm                                
You bitches don't ball out, you 
        Bb
get your QB sacked
Eb
I'm OBJ hoes, break records like 
ankles
Eb
I've been that bitch since ice cream
 with the sprinkles
N.C.
Tell 'em carry on, they gon' miss me
 when I'm gone
I'm gone

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
N.C.                                
                                   
Gm   Eb
I just fucked like five hoes in my 
mansion got them feelin' like they 
five stars
Eb                                
You hoes throwin' fits, my bitches
 patient man I feel just like a 
 Gm
doctor
Gm                                
Pop some X for my exotic dancer, 
                               Bb
she start crying said her job hard
                            Eb
Switch her whip out put her in a 
Mercedes now she screamin' rest in 
peace to Honda

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Gm
Cocaine on her navel, lick it so my 
tongue can go ham
Gm                                
Put my face up in her pussy and my
   Bb         Eb
 thumb in her ass
Eb
Make her do the jumpman, ayy
Gm
I put her face down in the pillow 
about to smother her ass
       Gm                          
A fly yellow bone to me, I told her
     Bb         Eb
 to come get a tan
N.C.
Now she butter pecan, uh
          Gm
I got a draco in the sofa
A eggo in the toaster
     Gm
A cradle in the chocha
      Bb
The yayo doin' yoga
       Eb
And I wake up smell the Folgers
   Eb
I don't know how I woke up
'Cause I was in a coma
     Eb
But now I'm in the moment
        Gm
Wearing high socks on the front 
porch
Two cups with the mud flowin'
         Gm
And the plug ain't charge me nothin'
 for it
        Bb
I cried tears of fuckin' joy
Eb
LV's on my luggage, boy
Don't ask me where I'm fuckin' goin'
   Eb
I pull up with my skater
           Eb
Make them beat you with their 
fuckin' boards
Gm
Sharp shooters like pool sharks
N.C.
Shoot you down in the Walmart
Shoot you down in the parking lot
Shoot you down in the food court
Eb
Hit your crib in the steamboat
    Eb
And dissapear on the speedboat
 Eb
Act a jackass like Steve-o
Disappear like Ne-Yo
Gm
Red flag on your screen though
Put a red flag 'round your queen's 
throat
         Gm
Leave a blood stain on your mink 
coat
        Bb
Like a red stain, no clean snow
      Cm
That money gang, Five hundred gang
                         Eb
On that money train, we walk around 
with bloody fangs
Play hunger games like ooh yummy 
mane
         Cm
And we storm on the block like 
thunder came
When my youngest came, ask your 
mother's name
Hit the address knock down picture 
frames
Eb
Sugar gang just
fell and shipped the blame
Niggas screamed won't complain
             Gm
I bought the AK, so the butcher came
Then came and her sister came
N.C.
you don't even know where to put the
 blame, that's cold

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
N.C.                                
                                   
Gm   Eb
I just fucked like five hoes in my 
mansion got them feelin' like they 
five stars
Eb                                
You hoes throwin' fits, my bitches
 patient man I feel just like a 
 Gm
doctor
Gm                                
Pop some X for my exotic dancer, 
                               Bb
she start crying said her job hard
                            Eb
Switch her whip out put her in a 
Mercedes now she screamin' rest in 
peace to Honda

[Otro]
N.C.                                
                                 Gm 
      Eb
Switch her whip out put her in a 
Mercedes now she screamin' rest in 
peace to Mazda
Eb                                
Put her ass thumb say rest in 
       Gm
peace to Smart Car
Gm                             
Switch her whip out put her in a 
Mercedes now she screamin' rest in 
            Bb
peace to Kia
                            Eb
Switch her whip out put her in a 
Mercedes now she screamin' rest in 
peace to Uber