Ukulele Chords TRAP QUEEN By ED SHEERAN
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Ukulele Chords TRAP QUEEN By ED SHEERAN
VERSION 1
Intro: :Am F G Dsus2
Am F G Dsus2
1738
Verse 1: :
(Dsus2) Am
I'm like, 'Hey, what up? Hello.'
F G
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Dsus2 Am
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
F G
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Dsus2 Am
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
F G
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Dsus2 Am
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
F G
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Dsus2 Am
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
F G
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Dsus2 Am
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
F G
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Dsus2 F
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
Hook: :
(F) Am
And I get high with my baby
G Csus2 F
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Am
And I can ride with my baby
G Csus2 F
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Am
And I get high with my baby
G Csus2 F
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Am
And I can ride with my baby
G Csus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 2: :
Am F
Hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
G Dsus2
I might just snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
Am F
I might just snatch up a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
G Dsus2
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her everything
Am F
And I’m off in the bando, with a 'nero that can't go
G Dsus2
Remy boys got the stamp though, countin up bands though
Am
How far can your bands go?
F G
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though
Dsus2 F
If you checking for my pockets I'm like
Hook: :
(F) Am
And I get high with my baby
G Csus2 F
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Am
And I can ride with my baby
G Csus2 F
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Am
And I get high with my baby
G Csus2 F
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Am
And I can ride with my baby
G Csus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 1: :
Am
Like, 'Hello.'
F G
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Dsus2 Am
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
F G
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Dsus2 Am
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
F G
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Dsus2 Am
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
F G
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Dsus2 Am
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
F G
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Dsus2 Am
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
F G
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Dsus2 Am
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
(Am) F G
I be smoking dope, you know Backwoods what I roll
Dsus2 Am
Remy Boyz, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
F G
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe
Dsus2
Remy Boyz or nothing, Remy Remy Boys or
Hook: :
F Am
And I get high with my baby
G Csus2 F
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Am
And I can ride with my baby
G Csus2 F
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Am
And I get high with my baby
G Csus2 F
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Am
And I can ride with my baby
G Csus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
F Am G Csus2 F
1738, 1738
Am G
Got a sack for us to roll
Csus2 F
1738
$$$$$$$$
TRAP QUEEN Ukulele Chords By ED SHEERAN
VERSION 2
Intro: :Bbm Gb Ab Ebsus2
Bbm Gb Ab Ebsus2
1738
Verse 1: :
(Ebsus2) Bbm
I'm like, 'Hey, what up? Hello.'
Gb Ab
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Ebsus2 Bbm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Gb Ab
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Ebsus2 Bbm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
Gb Ab
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Ebsus2 Bbm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
Gb Ab
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Ebsus2 Bbm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
Gb Ab
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Ebsus2 Bbm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Gb Ab
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Ebsus2 Gb
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
Hook: :
(Gb) Bbm
And I get high with my baby
Ab Dbsus2 Gb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Bbm
And I can ride with my baby
Ab Dbsus2 Gb
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Bbm
And I get high with my baby
Ab Dbsus2 Gb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Bbm
And I can ride with my baby
Ab Dbsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 2: :
Bbm Gb
Hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
Ab Ebsus2
I might just snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
Bbm Gb
I might just snatch up a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
Ab Ebsus2
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her everything
Bbm Gb
And I’m off in the bando, with a 'nero that can't go
Ab Ebsus2
Remy boys got the stamp though, countin up bands though
Bbm
How far can your bands go?
Gb Ab
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though
Ebsus2 Gb
If you checking for my pockets I'm like
Hook: :
(Gb) Bbm
And I get high with my baby
Ab Dbsus2 Gb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Bbm
And I can ride with my baby
Ab Dbsus2 Gb
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Bbm
And I get high with my baby
Ab Dbsus2 Gb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Bbm
And I can ride with my baby
Ab Dbsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 1: :
Bbm
Like, 'Hello.'
Gb Ab
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Ebsus2 Bbm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Gb Ab
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Ebsus2 Bbm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
Gb Ab
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Ebsus2 Bbm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
Gb Ab
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Ebsus2 Bbm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
Gb Ab
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Ebsus2 Bbm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Gb Ab
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Ebsus2 Bbm
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
(Bbm) Gb Ab
I be smoking dope, you know Backwoods what I roll
Ebsus2 Bbm
Remy Boyz, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
Gb Ab
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe
Ebsus2
Remy Boyz or nothing, Remy Remy Boys or
Hook: :
Gb Bbm
And I get high with my baby
Ab Dbsus2 Gb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Bbm
And I can ride with my baby
Ab Dbsus2 Gb
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Bbm
And I get high with my baby
Ab Dbsus2 Gb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Bbm
And I can ride with my baby
Ab Dbsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Gb Bbm Ab Dbsus2 Gb
1738, 1738
Bbm Ab
Got a sack for us to roll
Dbsus2 Gb
1738
$$$$$$$$
Ukulele Chords ED SHEERAN-TRAP QUEEN
VERSION 3
Intro: :Bm G A Esus2
Bm G A Esus2
1738
Verse 1: :
(Esus2) Bm
I'm like, 'Hey, what up? Hello.'
G A
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Esus2 Bm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
G A
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Esus2 Bm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
G A
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Esus2 Bm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
G A
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Esus2 Bm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
G A
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Esus2 Bm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
G A
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Esus2 G
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
Hook: :
(G) Bm
And I get high with my baby
A Dsus2 G
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Bm
And I can ride with my baby
A Dsus2 G
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Bm
And I get high with my baby
A Dsus2 G
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Bm
And I can ride with my baby
A Dsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 2: :
Bm G
Hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
A Esus2
I might just snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
Bm G
I might just snatch up a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
A Esus2
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her everything
Bm G
And I’m off in the bando, with a 'nero that can't go
A Esus2
Remy boys got the stamp though, countin up bands though
Bm
How far can your bands go?
G A
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though
Esus2 G
If you checking for my pockets I'm like
Hook: :
(G) Bm
And I get high with my baby
A Dsus2 G
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Bm
And I can ride with my baby
A Dsus2 G
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Bm
And I get high with my baby
A Dsus2 G
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Bm
And I can ride with my baby
A Dsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 1: :
Bm
Like, 'Hello.'
G A
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Esus2 Bm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
G A
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Esus2 Bm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
G A
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Esus2 Bm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
G A
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Esus2 Bm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
G A
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Esus2 Bm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
G A
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Esus2 Bm
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
(Bm) G A
I be smoking dope, you know Backwoods what I roll
Esus2 Bm
Remy Boyz, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
G A
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe
Esus2
Remy Boyz or nothing, Remy Remy Boys or
Hook: :
G Bm
And I get high with my baby
A Dsus2 G
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Bm
And I can ride with my baby
A Dsus2 G
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Bm
And I get high with my baby
A Dsus2 G
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Bm
And I can ride with my baby
A Dsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
G Bm A Dsus2 G
1738, 1738
Bm A
Got a sack for us to roll
Dsus2 G
1738
$$$$$$$$
Ukulele Chords For TRAP QUEEN By ED SHEERAN
VERSION 4
Intro: :Cm Ab Bb Fsus2
Cm Ab Bb Fsus2
1738
Verse 1: :
(Fsus2) Cm
I'm like, 'Hey, what up? Hello.'
Ab Bb
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Fsus2 Cm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Ab Bb
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Fsus2 Cm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
Ab Bb
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Fsus2 Cm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
Ab Bb
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Fsus2 Cm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
Ab Bb
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Fsus2 Cm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Ab Bb
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Fsus2 Ab
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
Hook: :
(Ab) Cm
And I get high with my baby
Bb Ebsus2 Ab
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Cm
And I can ride with my baby
Bb Ebsus2 Ab
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Cm
And I get high with my baby
Bb Ebsus2 Ab
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Cm
And I can ride with my baby
Bb Ebsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 2: :
Cm Ab
Hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
Bb Fsus2
I might just snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
Cm Ab
I might just snatch up a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
Bb Fsus2
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her everything
Cm Ab
And I’m off in the bando, with a 'nero that can't go
Bb Fsus2
Remy boys got the stamp though, countin up bands though
Cm
How far can your bands go?
Ab Bb
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though
Fsus2 Ab
If you checking for my pockets I'm like
Hook: :
(Ab) Cm
And I get high with my baby
Bb Ebsus2 Ab
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Cm
And I can ride with my baby
Bb Ebsus2 Ab
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Cm
And I get high with my baby
Bb Ebsus2 Ab
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Cm
And I can ride with my baby
Bb Ebsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 1: :
Cm
Like, 'Hello.'
Ab Bb
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Fsus2 Cm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Ab Bb
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Fsus2 Cm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
Ab Bb
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Fsus2 Cm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
Ab Bb
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Fsus2 Cm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
Ab Bb
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Fsus2 Cm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Ab Bb
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Fsus2 Cm
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
(Cm) Ab Bb
I be smoking dope, you know Backwoods what I roll
Fsus2 Cm
Remy Boyz, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
Ab Bb
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe
Fsus2
Remy Boyz or nothing, Remy Remy Boys or
Hook: :
Ab Cm
And I get high with my baby
Bb Ebsus2 Ab
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Cm
And I can ride with my baby
Bb Ebsus2 Ab
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Cm
And I get high with my baby
Bb Ebsus2 Ab
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Cm
And I can ride with my baby
Bb Ebsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Ab Cm Bb Ebsus2 Ab
1738, 1738
Cm Bb
Got a sack for us to roll
Ebsus2 Ab
1738
$$$$$$$$
Uke Chords TRAP QUEEN By ED SHEERAN
VERSION 5
Intro: :Dbm A B Gbsus2
Dbm A B Gbsus2
1738
Verse 1: :
(Gbsus2) Dbm
I'm like, 'Hey, what up? Hello.'
A B
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Gbsus2 Dbm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
A B
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Gbsus2 Dbm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
A B
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Gbsus2 Dbm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
A B
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Gbsus2 Dbm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
A B
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Gbsus2 Dbm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
A B
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Gbsus2 A
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
Hook: :
(A) Dbm
And I get high with my baby
B Esus2 A
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Dbm
And I can ride with my baby
B Esus2 A
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Dbm
And I get high with my baby
B Esus2 A
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Dbm
And I can ride with my baby
B Esus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 2: :
Dbm A
Hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
B Gbsus2
I might just snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
Dbm A
I might just snatch up a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
B Gbsus2
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her everything
Dbm A
And I’m off in the bando, with a 'nero that can't go
B Gbsus2
Remy boys got the stamp though, countin up bands though
Dbm
How far can your bands go?
A B
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though
Gbsus2 A
If you checking for my pockets I'm like
Hook: :
(A) Dbm
And I get high with my baby
B Esus2 A
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Dbm
And I can ride with my baby
B Esus2 A
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Dbm
And I get high with my baby
B Esus2 A
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Dbm
And I can ride with my baby
B Esus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 1: :
Dbm
Like, 'Hello.'
A B
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Gbsus2 Dbm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
A B
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Gbsus2 Dbm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
A B
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Gbsus2 Dbm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
A B
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Gbsus2 Dbm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
A B
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Gbsus2 Dbm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
A B
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Gbsus2 Dbm
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
(Dbm) A B
I be smoking dope, you know Backwoods what I roll
Gbsus2 Dbm
Remy Boyz, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
A B
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe
Gbsus2
Remy Boyz or nothing, Remy Remy Boys or
Hook: :
A Dbm
And I get high with my baby
B Esus2 A
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Dbm
And I can ride with my baby
B Esus2 A
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Dbm
And I get high with my baby
B Esus2 A
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Dbm
And I can ride with my baby
B Esus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
A Dbm B Esus2 A
1738, 1738
Dbm B
Got a sack for us to roll
Esus2 A
1738
$$$$$$$$
Uke Chords For TRAP QUEEN By ED SHEERAN
VERSION 6
Intro: :Dm Bb C Gsus2
Dm Bb C Gsus2
1738
Verse 1: :
(Gsus2) Dm
I'm like, 'Hey, what up? Hello.'
Bb C
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Gsus2 Dm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Bb C
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Gsus2 Dm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
Bb C
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Gsus2 Dm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
Bb C
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Gsus2 Dm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
Bb C
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Gsus2 Dm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Bb C
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Gsus2 Bb
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
Hook: :
(Bb) Dm
And I get high with my baby
C Fsus2 Bb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Dm
And I can ride with my baby
C Fsus2 Bb
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Dm
And I get high with my baby
C Fsus2 Bb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Dm
And I can ride with my baby
C Fsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 2: :
Dm Bb
Hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
C Gsus2
I might just snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
Dm Bb
I might just snatch up a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
C Gsus2
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her everything
Dm Bb
And I’m off in the bando, with a 'nero that can't go
C Gsus2
Remy boys got the stamp though, countin up bands though
Dm
How far can your bands go?
Bb C
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though
Gsus2 Bb
If you checking for my pockets I'm like
Hook: :
(Bb) Dm
And I get high with my baby
C Fsus2 Bb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Dm
And I can ride with my baby
C Fsus2 Bb
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Dm
And I get high with my baby
C Fsus2 Bb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Dm
And I can ride with my baby
C Fsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 1: :
Dm
Like, 'Hello.'
Bb C
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Gsus2 Dm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Bb C
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Gsus2 Dm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
Bb C
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Gsus2 Dm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
Bb C
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Gsus2 Dm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
Bb C
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Gsus2 Dm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Bb C
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Gsus2 Dm
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
(Dm) Bb C
I be smoking dope, you know Backwoods what I roll
Gsus2 Dm
Remy Boyz, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
Bb C
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe
Gsus2
Remy Boyz or nothing, Remy Remy Boys or
Hook: :
Bb Dm
And I get high with my baby
C Fsus2 Bb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Dm
And I can ride with my baby
C Fsus2 Bb
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Dm
And I get high with my baby
C Fsus2 Bb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Dm
And I can ride with my baby
C Fsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Bb Dm C Fsus2 Bb
1738, 1738
Dm C
Got a sack for us to roll
Fsus2 Bb
1738
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TRAP QUEEN Uke Chords By ED SHEERAN
VERSION 7
Intro: :Ebm B Db Absus2
Ebm B Db Absus2
1738
Verse 1: :
(Absus2) Ebm
I'm like, 'Hey, what up? Hello.'
B Db
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Absus2 Ebm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
B Db
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Absus2 Ebm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
B Db
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Absus2 Ebm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
B Db
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Absus2 Ebm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
B Db
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Absus2 Ebm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
B Db
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Absus2 B
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
Hook: :
(B) Ebm
And I get high with my baby
Db Gbsus2 B
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Ebm
And I can ride with my baby
Db Gbsus2 B
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Ebm
And I get high with my baby
Db Gbsus2 B
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Ebm
And I can ride with my baby
Db Gbsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 2: :
Ebm B
Hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
Db Absus2
I might just snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
Ebm B
I might just snatch up a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
Db Absus2
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her everything
Ebm B
And I’m off in the bando, with a 'nero that can't go
Db Absus2
Remy boys got the stamp though, countin up bands though
Ebm
How far can your bands go?
B Db
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though
Absus2 B
If you checking for my pockets I'm like
Hook: :
(B) Ebm
And I get high with my baby
Db Gbsus2 B
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Ebm
And I can ride with my baby
Db Gbsus2 B
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Ebm
And I get high with my baby
Db Gbsus2 B
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Ebm
And I can ride with my baby
Db Gbsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 1: :
Ebm
Like, 'Hello.'
B Db
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Absus2 Ebm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
B Db
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Absus2 Ebm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
B Db
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Absus2 Ebm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
B Db
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Absus2 Ebm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
B Db
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Absus2 Ebm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
B Db
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Absus2 Ebm
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
(Ebm) B Db
I be smoking dope, you know Backwoods what I roll
Absus2 Ebm
Remy Boyz, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
B Db
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe
Absus2
Remy Boyz or nothing, Remy Remy Boys or
Hook: :
B Ebm
And I get high with my baby
Db Gbsus2 B
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Ebm
And I can ride with my baby
Db Gbsus2 B
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Ebm
And I get high with my baby
Db Gbsus2 B
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Ebm
And I can ride with my baby
Db Gbsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
B Ebm Db Gbsus2 B
1738, 1738
Ebm Db
Got a sack for us to roll
Gbsus2 B
1738
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Uke Chords ED SHEERAN-TRAP QUEEN
VERSION 8
Intro: :Em C D Asus2
Em C D Asus2
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Verse 1: :
(Asus2) Em
I'm like, 'Hey, what up? Hello.'
C D
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Asus2 Em
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
C D
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Asus2 Em
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
C D
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Asus2 Em
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
C D
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Asus2 Em
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
C D
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Asus2 Em
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
C D
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Asus2 C
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
Hook: :
(C) Em
And I get high with my baby
D Gsus2 C
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Em
And I can ride with my baby
D Gsus2 C
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Em
And I get high with my baby
D Gsus2 C
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Em
And I can ride with my baby
D Gsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 2: :
Em C
Hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
D Asus2
I might just snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
Em C
I might just snatch up a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
D Asus2
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her everything
Em C
And I’m off in the bando, with a 'nero that can't go
D Asus2
Remy boys got the stamp though, countin up bands though
Em
How far can your bands go?
C D
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though
Asus2 C
If you checking for my pockets I'm like
Hook: :
(C) Em
And I get high with my baby
D Gsus2 C
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Em
And I can ride with my baby
D Gsus2 C
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Em
And I get high with my baby
D Gsus2 C
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Em
And I can ride with my baby
D Gsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 1: :
Em
Like, 'Hello.'
C D
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Asus2 Em
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
C D
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Asus2 Em
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
C D
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Asus2 Em
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
C D
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Asus2 Em
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
C D
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Asus2 Em
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
C D
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Asus2 Em
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
(Em) C D
I be smoking dope, you know Backwoods what I roll
Asus2 Em
Remy Boyz, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
C D
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe
Asus2
Remy Boyz or nothing, Remy Remy Boys or
Hook: :
C Em
And I get high with my baby
D Gsus2 C
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Em
And I can ride with my baby
D Gsus2 C
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Em
And I get high with my baby
D Gsus2 C
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Em
And I can ride with my baby
D Gsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
C Em D Gsus2 C
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Em D
Got a sack for us to roll
Gsus2 C
1738
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TRAP QUEEN Uke Chords By ED SHEERAN
VERSION 9
Intro: :Fm Db Eb Bbsus2
Fm Db Eb Bbsus2
1738
Verse 1: :
(Bbsus2) Fm
I'm like, 'Hey, what up? Hello.'
Db Eb
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Bbsus2 Fm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Db Eb
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Bbsus2 Fm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
Db Eb
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Bbsus2 Fm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
Db Eb
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Bbsus2 Fm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
Db Eb
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Bbsus2 Fm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Db Eb
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Bbsus2 Db
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
Hook: :
(Db) Fm
And I get high with my baby
Eb Absus2 Db
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Fm
And I can ride with my baby
Eb Absus2 Db
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Fm
And I get high with my baby
Eb Absus2 Db
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Fm
And I can ride with my baby
Eb Absus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 2: :
Fm Db
Hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
Eb Bbsus2
I might just snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
Fm Db
I might just snatch up a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
Eb Bbsus2
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her everything
Fm Db
And I’m off in the bando, with a 'nero that can't go
Eb Bbsus2
Remy boys got the stamp though, countin up bands though
Fm
How far can your bands go?
Db Eb
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though
Bbsus2 Db
If you checking for my pockets I'm like
Hook: :
(Db) Fm
And I get high with my baby
Eb Absus2 Db
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Fm
And I can ride with my baby
Eb Absus2 Db
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Fm
And I get high with my baby
Eb Absus2 Db
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Fm
And I can ride with my baby
Eb Absus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 1: :
Fm
Like, 'Hello.'
Db Eb
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Bbsus2 Fm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Db Eb
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Bbsus2 Fm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
Db Eb
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Bbsus2 Fm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
Db Eb
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Bbsus2 Fm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
Db Eb
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Bbsus2 Fm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Db Eb
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Bbsus2 Fm
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
(Fm) Db Eb
I be smoking dope, you know Backwoods what I roll
Bbsus2 Fm
Remy Boyz, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
Db Eb
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe
Bbsus2
Remy Boyz or nothing, Remy Remy Boys or
Hook: :
Db Fm
And I get high with my baby
Eb Absus2 Db
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Fm
And I can ride with my baby
Eb Absus2 Db
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Fm
And I get high with my baby
Eb Absus2 Db
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Fm
And I can ride with my baby
Eb Absus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Db Fm Eb Absus2 Db
1738, 1738
Fm Eb
Got a sack for us to roll
Absus2 Db
1738
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Ukulele Chords To TRAP QUEEN By ED SHEERAN
VERSION 10
Intro: :Gbm D E Bsus2
Gbm D E Bsus2
1738
Verse 1: :
(Bsus2) Gbm
I'm like, 'Hey, what up? Hello.'
D E
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Bsus2 Gbm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
D E
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Bsus2 Gbm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
D E
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Bsus2 Gbm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
D E
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Bsus2 Gbm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
D E
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Bsus2 Gbm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
D E
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Bsus2 D
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
Hook: :
(D) Gbm
And I get high with my baby
E Asus2 D
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Gbm
And I can ride with my baby
E Asus2 D
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Gbm
And I get high with my baby
E Asus2 D
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Gbm
And I can ride with my baby
E Asus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 2: :
Gbm D
Hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
E Bsus2
I might just snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
Gbm D
I might just snatch up a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
E Bsus2
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her everything
Gbm D
And I’m off in the bando, with a 'nero that can't go
E Bsus2
Remy boys got the stamp though, countin up bands though
Gbm
How far can your bands go?
D E
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though
Bsus2 D
If you checking for my pockets I'm like
Hook: :
(D) Gbm
And I get high with my baby
E Asus2 D
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Gbm
And I can ride with my baby
E Asus2 D
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Gbm
And I get high with my baby
E Asus2 D
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Gbm
And I can ride with my baby
E Asus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 1: :
Gbm
Like, 'Hello.'
D E
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Bsus2 Gbm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
D E
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Bsus2 Gbm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
D E
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Bsus2 Gbm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
D E
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Bsus2 Gbm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
D E
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Bsus2 Gbm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
D E
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Bsus2 Gbm
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
(Gbm) D E
I be smoking dope, you know Backwoods what I roll
Bsus2 Gbm
Remy Boyz, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
D E
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe
Bsus2
Remy Boyz or nothing, Remy Remy Boys or
Hook: :
D Gbm
And I get high with my baby
E Asus2 D
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Gbm
And I can ride with my baby
E Asus2 D
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Gbm
And I get high with my baby
E Asus2 D
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Gbm
And I can ride with my baby
E Asus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
D Gbm E Asus2 D
1738, 1738
Gbm E
Got a sack for us to roll
Asus2 D
1738
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TRAP QUEEN Ukulele Chords ED SHEERAN
VERSION 11
Intro: :Gm Eb F Csus2
Gm Eb F Csus2
1738
Verse 1: :
(Csus2) Gm
I'm like, 'Hey, what up? Hello.'
Eb F
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Csus2 Gm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Eb F
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Csus2 Gm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
Eb F
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Csus2 Gm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
Eb F
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Csus2 Gm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
Eb F
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Csus2 Gm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Eb F
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Csus2 Eb
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
Hook: :
(Eb) Gm
And I get high with my baby
F Bbsus2 Eb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Gm
And I can ride with my baby
F Bbsus2 Eb
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Gm
And I get high with my baby
F Bbsus2 Eb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Gm
And I can ride with my baby
F Bbsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 2: :
Gm Eb
Hit the strip with my trap queen 'cause all we know is bands
F Csus2
I might just snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb'
Gm Eb
I might just snatch up a necklace, drop a couple on a ring
F Csus2
She ain't wanting for nothin' because I got her everything
Gm Eb
And I’m off in the bando, with a 'nero that can't go
F Csus2
Remy boys got the stamp though, countin up bands though
Gm
How far can your bands go?
Eb F
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand K how I stand though
Csus2 Eb
If you checking for my pockets I'm like
Hook: :
(Eb) Gm
And I get high with my baby
F Bbsus2 Eb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Gm
And I can ride with my baby
F Bbsus2 Eb
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Gm
And I get high with my baby
F Bbsus2 Eb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Gm
And I can ride with my baby
F Bbsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Verse 1: :
Gm
Like, 'Hello.'
Eb F
Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in that door
Csus2 Gm
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Eb F
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
Csus2 Gm
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
Eb F
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
Csus2 Gm
We be countin' up, watch how fast them bands go
Eb F
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
Csus2 Gm
50, 60 grand, prob' a hundred grams though
Eb F
Man, I swear she love it how she work the damn pole
Csus2 Gm
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Eb F
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
Csus2 Gm
In love with the money, I ain't ever letting go
(Gm) Eb F
I be smoking dope, you know Backwoods what I roll
Csus2 Gm
Remy Boyz, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho
Eb F
I'll run in ya house, then I'll fuck your hoe
Csus2
Remy Boyz or nothing, Remy Remy Boys or
Hook: :
Eb Gm
And I get high with my baby
F Bbsus2 Eb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Gm
And I can ride with my baby
F Bbsus2 Eb
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Gm
And I get high with my baby
F Bbsus2 Eb
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Gm
And I can ride with my baby
F Bbsus2
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby
Eb Gm F Bbsus2 Eb
1738, 1738
Gm F
Got a sack for us to roll
Bbsus2 Eb
1738
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