Jay-Z and Kanye West - Niggas in Paris acoustic
Strumming - DddDddDd ( "D" represtents accented rythm)
Tuning - Standard
Same Chords, Em G C D, repeated throughout
So I ball so hard mothaf**kas wanna fine me, first niggas gotta find me
What's 50 grand to a mothaf**ka like me, can you please remind me
(Ball so hard) This sh*t crazy, y'all don't know that don't sh*t faze me
The Nets could go 0 for 82 and I'd look at you like this sh*t gravy
(Ball so hard) This sh*t weird, we ain't even spose to be here
(Ball so hard) Since we here, it's only right that we'd be fair
Psycho: I'm liable to go Michael, take your pick
Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6
(Ball so hard) Got a broken clock, Rolleys that don't tick tock
Audemars that's losing time, hidden behind all these big rocks
(Ball so hard) I'm shocked too, I'm supposed to be locked up too
If you escaped what I've escaped, you'd be in Paris getting f**ked up too
(Ball so hard) Let’s get faded, Le Meurice for like 6 days
Gold bottles, scold models, spillin’ Ace on my sick J’s
(Ball so hard) b**ch, behave, just might let you meet 'Ye
Chi town's D. Rose, I’m moving the Nets to BK
Ball so hard mothaf**kas want to fine me
(That sh*t cray, that sh*t cray, that sh*t cray)
[Verse 2: Kanye]
She said, "'Ye can we get married at the mall?"
I said, "Look, you need to crawl 'fore you ball
Come and meet me in the bathroom stall
And show me why you deserve to have it all."
That sh*t cray, ain’t it Jay? What she order, fish filet?
Your whip so cold – this old thing?
Act like you’ll ever be around mothaf**kas like this again
Bourgie girl, grab her hand, f**k that b**ch she don’t wanna dance
Excuse my French but I’m in France, I’m just sayin'
Prince Williams ain’t do it right if you ask me
Cause I was him, I would have married Kate and Ashley
What’s Gucci, my nigga? What’s Louis, my killa?
What’s drugs, my dealer? What’s that jacket, Margiela?
Doctors say I’m the illest, cause I’m suffering from realness
Got my niggas in Paris and they going gorillas, huh