Certified

        Fm              Cm
I'm a certified A-town nigga, trap 
original
Fm                           Cm
Hit it at a law, fore' this shit was
 even digital
Fm                       Cm
Big box Chevy, tinted windows riding
 sellin work
Fm            Cm
Never tell I rather go to heaven
       Fm                       
I'm a felon, yeah I know, pray a 
  Cm
bean at the end be the grand total
           Fm
Low in the hood tryna duck po po
               Cm                  
Hair fade, my loud poppin down slow
                Fm
 mo, and I'm on go
                              Cm
I'm in your town, I hit your club 
and call your ho
               Fm
But ya way too old, and this ain't 
new
Cm
Respect my pimpin you know how this 
go

[Bridge: T.I.]
Fm                     Cm        
Flip flop, diamonds on top of my 
                  Fm
watch I bet your bitch watch
                 Cm
When I'm hopping out of my drop
      Fm   Ab          Cm
I'm a big shot, money falling out of
 my pocket
        Fm            Cm
Talking big knots, 40 50 60 70 
thousand yeah

[Hook: Jacquees & T.I.]
Fm      Cm                       
Shawty like me cause I'm 
   Fm
certified
Cm
See the thirst in her eyes
Fm      Cm
Shawty like me cause I'm certified
Fm                       Cm
Money seem to fall it go down when 
we come around
Fm
Okay we walk around town like big 
player
Cm
Out the parking lot make it fishtail
Fm
All I care about is my bankroll
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Cm
I don't really care about his share
Fm
Okay cash out triple my real estate
Cm
And add to the money my kids'll make
Fm
I'm up in DC tryna pale all this 
shit
           Cm
But still head on the swivel for the
 pistol play
  Fm                       Cm
Gotta big Glock 40 on the side of 
your noggin
Fm                                
Get your shit popped ain't nobody 
  Cm
talkin while I'm talkin
       Fm              Cm
I'm a big shot, money falling out of
 my pocket
        Fm        Ab    Cm
Talking big knots 40 50 60 70 
thousand yeah

[Post Hook: T.I.]
Fm                         Cm
Naw now whats up with all that 
(yeah, yeah)
           Db                      
We pull up on you bet you finna 
   Cm
haul that (yeah, yeah)
Eb  Fm
A mystery why I never called back
Eb
Sorry she never saw that
Fm                                
Niggas be all on my dick because 
              Ab                 
I'm with they bitch who be on my 
Db
ball sack, yeah

[Verse 2: Jacquees]
Fm      Cm
Shawty like me cause I'm certified
Fm      Cm
My Lamborghini fast enjoy the ride
Fm    Ab    Cm
She getting high yelling "its a 
vibe'
Fm        Ab           Cm
As I pull off all her garments
Fm            Ab               Cm
Say she ain't never fucked a star
 Fm           Ab             Cm
Girl I might fuck you in the car
Fm         Ab              Cm
Yeah you remind me of my Jeep
     Fm                       Cm
And ill let you ride it, them other 
niggas ain't fuckin with me

[Hook: Jacquees & T.I.]
Fm      Cm                       
Shawty like me cause I'm 
   Fm
certified
Cm
See the thirst in her eyes
Fm      Cm
Shawty like me cause I'm certified
Fm                       Cm
Money seem to fall it go down when 
we come around
Fm
Okay we walk around town like big 
player
Cm
Out the parking lot make it fishtail
Fm
All I care about is my bankroll
Cm
I don't really care about his share
Fm
Okay cash out triple my real estate
Cm
And add to the money my kids'll make
Fm
I'm up in DC tryna pale all this 
shit
           Cm
But still head on the swivel for the
 pistol play

[Bridge: T.I.]
Fm                     Cm        
Flip flop, diamonds on top of my 
                  Fm
watch I bet your bitch watch
                 Cm
When I'm hopping out of my drop
      Fm   Ab          Cm
I'm a big shot, money falling out of
 my pocket
        Fm            Cm
Talking big knots, 40 50 60 70 
thousand yeah

[Otro]
(Repeat till fade)
Fm Cm