Patty Cake by Kodak Black
Key: EE | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Intro
E
Sniper Gang
Yeah, I like this lil' beat right here
B
Yeah, this a nice little beat
E                C#m
I'm sippin' on Belaire
Yeah, I'm finna paint a picture
Finna paint me a lil' picture
F#m                               B
What this called? Oh this the new Belaire too
                        A              C#m
This the white wine, I like the white wine
Chorus
E
I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
My whip from Germany, I'm cooler than LL
E
I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
My whip from Germany, I'm cooler than LL
                      B
I clap a nigga like patty cake
                       B
I clap a nigga like patty cake
                       B
I'm swaggin', I got flavor, I got sauce, call me Ragu
                B
I love my baby girl pussy bald, call her Caillou
I clap a nigga like patty cake
Verse 1
E
Yeah, dat way
E
I'm 'bout to grab the Wraith, I'm 'bout to grab the key
E
I'm 'bout to snatch your baby girl and skeet all on her face
           E
I got a feelin' that today gon' be a fantastic day
             E
I'm gettin' tired of the Rollie, I think I want Patek Philippe
               A
It's either I win or you lose, 'cause I won't accept defeat
                                      G#m
And everybody wanna have the sauce, well I got the recipe
B
I'm sippin' on Belaire 'cause it make me feel like I'm on ecstasy
B
I love my baby, when I come home, I be rubbin' on her feet
A                                            E
And she be always in my chair, she hate when I be in the streets
E
My rims taller than my son, I'm 'bout to drop another one
E
You think a nigga in a band the way I hit him with that drum, ayy
Chorus
E
I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
My whip from Germany, I'm cooler than LL
E
I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
My whip from Germany, I'm cooler than LL
                          B
I clap a nigga like patty cake
                           B
I clap a nigga like patty cake
                      B
I'm swaggin', I got flavor, I got sauce, call me Ragu
                 B
I love my baby girl pussy bald, call her Caillou
                     E
I clap a nigga like patty cake
Verse 2
E
My chain VVS
I'm booted up, I got more pills than a CVS
E
I'm the shit, baby girl, so I got stains in my drawers
E
All this money like a nigga hit the fuckin' Power Ball
E
Sippin' on champagne, my whip on Dana Dane's
B
No time for you lames, I'm flyer than a plane
B
I'm ridin' like a train, she love to give me brain
B
You shootin' with your eyes closed, you ain't Sniper Gang
B
She held me down when I was gone, I bought her Audemars Piguet
           E
I love her like I love my brother, so I let her be my connect
I put her thick ass in the vet, ten bracelets on her neck
              E
You know lil' Kodak love to flex, I got my momma out the 'jects
Chorus
E
I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
My whip from Germany, I'm cooler than LL
E
I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air
My whip from Germany, I'm cooler than LL
                          B
I clap a nigga like patty cake
                           B
I clap a nigga like patty cake
                      B
I'm swaggin', I got flavor, I got sauce, call me Ragu
                 B
I love my baby girl pussy bald, call her Caillou
                     E
I clap a nigga like patty cake