T-Shirt by Migos
Key: EmEm | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Chorus: Quavo]
Em        G             Am      
Mama told me not to sell work
Em        G             Am  
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Em        G             Am  
Mama told me not to sell work
Em        G             Am  
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah)
[Post-Chorus: Takeoff]
Em           G             Am  
Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ayy)
Em           G             Am  
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (ayy)
Em           G             Am  
Had to cop the Audi, then the top, I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
Em           G             Am  
Niggas pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (grrah)
Verse 1: Takeoff]
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Neck water faucet, mocking birds mocking (woo)
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Act pint, stocking, nats keep thotting (nat)
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Wrist on hockey, wrist on rocky (rocky)
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Lotta niggas copy, name someone can stop me (no one)
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Bitches call me papi, 'sace that's my hobby ('sace)
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Scotty on the molly, pocket rocket from O'Reilly
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One off in the chamber, ain't no need for me to cock it (uh)
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Niggas get to droppin' when that Draco get to poppin' (frrr)
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All I want is cottage, roll a cigar full of broccoli (the cookie)
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No check, want all cash, nigga, I don't do deposits (uh-uh)
Em           G                 Am  
Bitches cross the border, nigga, bitches from the tropics
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I'ma get that bag, nigga, ain't no doubt about it (yup)
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I'ma feed my family, nigga, ain't no way around it (family)
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Ain't gon' never let up nigga, God said show my talent (show it)
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Young nigga with the Anna, walkin' with the hammer
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Talkin' country grammar, nigga
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Straight out Nawf Atlanta (Nawf side)
Pre-Chorus: Takeoff]
Em           G             Am  
Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ayy)
Em           G             Am  
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (ayy)
Em           G             Am  
Had to cop the Audi, then the top, I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
Em           G             Am  
Niggas pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (grrah)
[Hook: Quavo]
Em        G             Am      
Mama told me not to sell work
Em        G             Am  
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Em        G             Am  
Mama told me not to sell work
Em        G             Am  
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah)
Chorus: Quavo]
Em        G             Am      
Mama told me not to sell work
Em        G             Am  
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Em        G             Am  
Mama told me not to sell work
Em        G             Am  
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah)
Verse 2: Quavo]
Em           G             Am  
1995, 2005
Em           G             Am  
Seen it with my eyes, dope still alive (dope)
Em           G             Am  
Real mob ties, real frog eyes (frog)
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Real whole pies, all time high (high)
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Do it for the culture (culture)
They gon' bite like vultures (vultures)
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Way back when I was trappin' out Toyotas (skrrt skrrt)
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I'ma hit the gas, 12 can't pull me over (twelve)
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Space coupe, Quavo Yoda, pourin' drank in sodas
Verse 3: Offset]
Em           G             Am  
I get high on my own, sir, heard you gon' clone, sir
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Stop all that flexin', young nigga don't wanna go there
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Never been a gopher, but I always been a soldier
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Young niggas in the cut, posted like a vulture
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Divin' off the stage in the crowd, it's a mosh pit
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Yeah, shawty bad, but she broke 'cause she don't own shit
Em           G             Am  
Mama asked me, "Son, when the trappin' gon' quit?"
Em           G             Am  
I been ridin' round through the city in my new bitch
Pre-Chorus: Takeoff]
Em           G             Am  
Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ayy)
Em           G             Am  
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin' at your noggin (ayy)
Em           G             Am  
Had to cop the Audi, then the top, I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
Em           G             Am  
Niggas pocket watchin', so I gotta keep the rocket (grrah)
Chorus: Quavo]
Em        G             Am      
Mama told me not to sell work
Em        G             Am  
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Em        G             Am  
Mama told me not to sell work
Em        G             Am  
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah)
Outro: Quavo]
Em        G             Am  
Mama told you, mama told you