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Rich Homie Quan - Flex ukulele chords

Rich Homie Quan - Flex (Ooh, Ooh, Ooh)

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Aye, oh, there it is, there it is, there it is
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There it is, there it is (Rich Homie, baby!)

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Walked in 30,000 in my pocket
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Had them niggas just like oh, ooh, ooh
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15,000 dollars on your bitch wanna fuck me
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Got her screamin' like oh, ooh, ooh
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Cause I got a check, nigga wanna flex
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Ain't gotta flex but I got it, oh, ooh, ooh
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Give that ho some x, she gone wanna sex every nigga in the set
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And now she screamin' like oh, ooh, ooh

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Made some million dollars off a mixtape
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And I'm fuckin' like, ooohhh
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They try to drop me with a case but you know I had to skate it
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I was singing like, oooohhh
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Boy I know my role and I play it
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If you heard that I'm talking then I said it
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(Quan where you at?) At the top of the loft nigga, I stay
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I'm a bad boy but I don't wear big clothes like Ma$e
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In the club and a nigga get it boppin'
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And that ho, she want a free drink, tell the bitch to get up off it
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I'm the nigga to get it poppin', her hair short like Dennis Rodman
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At the Clearport nigga, we flying, when I landed boy I

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Walked in 30,000 in my pocket
F#m-G#-A-Em
Had them niggas just like oh, ooh, ooh
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15,000 dollars on your bitch wanna fuck me
F#m-G#-A-Em
Got her screamin' like oh, ooh, ooh
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Cause I got a check, nigga wanna flex
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Ain't gotta flex but I got it, oh, ooh, ooh
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Give that ho some x, she gone wanna sex every nigga in the set
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And now she screamin' like oh, ooh, ooh

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(How much you made?) $100,000 just in two days
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I don't fuck with niggas cause they two faced
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I only fuck with bitches for that toupee
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These Givencheys, I ain't worried about no new J's
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Know that be true, got a set and she always got my back
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So I love that shit the most
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I'm her big dog and she my cat and she love it from the back
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Call her green cause she on go
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I wear glasses cause I know these niggas watchin'
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They mad cause they cannot stop me
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Boy stopping is not a option, I can't help it cause I got it
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Don't waste time, I got shit watchin'
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Talkin' Rollex, yeah, I bought 'em
Now I'm at the top, started from the bottom, then I

F#m-G#-A-Em
Walked in 30,000 in my pocket
F#m-G#-A-Em
Had them niggas just like oh, ooh, ooh
F#m-G#-A-Em
15,000 dollars on your bitch wanna fuck me
F#m-G#-A-Em
Got her screamin' like oh, ooh, ooh
F#m-G#-A-Em
Cause I got a check, nigga wanna flex
F#m-G#-A-Em
Ain't gotta flex but I got it, oh, ooh, ooh
F#m-G#-A-Em
Give that ho some x, she gone wanna sex every nigga in the set
F#m-G#-A-Em
And now she screamin' like oh, ooh, ooh

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(How much you made) a $100,000
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(How much, how much you made) a $100,000
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(How much, how much you made)
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Made some million dollars of a mixtape and I fuck like ooohhh
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Aye, get at me

Outro/Fade out :
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