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Tuning: E A D G B E
Cool song by Kanye West and T-Pain from the album "Graduation"
Sounds nice with these chords on the guitar.
Standard tuning: eBGDAE
Welcome to the good life
Where we like the girls who ain't on TV
Cause they got more (Ass than the models)
The good life, so keep it coming' with the bottles
Till she feel boozed like she bombed out Apollo
The good life, it feel like Houston
It feel like Philly, it feel like D.C.
It feel like VA, or the Bay, or Ye
Ayy, this is the good life
Homie, tell me what's good
Why I only got a problem when you in the hood
Like I'm new in the hood, the only thing I wish?
(I wish a nigga would)
He probably think he could, but, but
I don't think he should
50 told me go 'head switch the style up
And if they hate then let 'em hate
And watch the money pile up, the good life
Hook:
Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky
Now I, I go for mine, I got to shine
Now throw your hands up in the sky
I'ma get on this TV mama, I'ma
I'ma put shit down
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, I'm good
Have you ever popped champagne on a plane
While getting' some brain
Whipped it out, she said "I never seen snakes on a plane"
Whether you broke or rich you gotta get biz
Having' money's the everything that having' it is
I was splurging' on trizz
But when I get my card back activated
I'm back to Vegas cause
I always had a passion for flashin' before I had it
I closed my eyes and imagined, the good life
Like we always do at this Em7time
F#m7I go for Gmaj7mine, I got to shine
Now throw your hands Aup in the sky
Em7I g-F#m7go for Gmaj7mine, I got to shine
Now throw your hands Aup in the sky
Em7I'ma F#m7get on this Gmaj7TV mama, I'ma
I'ma put shit Adown
Em7Hey, F#m7 Gmaj7hey, hey, hey, F#m7hey, hey
Hey, I'm good
Welcome to the Em7good F#m7life Gmaj7
Where nigga's that sell D' A
Won't even get pulled over in they new V'
The Em7good F#m7life, Gmaj7let's go on a living' spree
Shit they say the best things in Alife are free
The Em7good F#m7life, Gmaj7it feel like Atlanta
It feel like L.A., it Afeel like Miami
It Em7feel F#m7like Gmaj7N.Y., summertime Chi,F#m7 ahh
(Now throw your hands up in the sky)
So I Em7roll F#m7through Gmaj7good
Y'all pop the trunk, I pAop the hood, FerraEm7ri F#m7 Gmaj7
And she got the goods
And she got that ass, I got to Alook, sorry
Em7Yo iF#m7t's gGmaj7ot to be cause I'm seasoned
Haters give me them Asalty looks, LawEm7ry's F#m7 Gmaj7
50 told me go 'head switch the style up
And if they hate then let 'em F#m7hate
And watch the money pile up, the good life
NowEm7 I, F#m7I go for Gmaj7mine, I got to shine
Now throw your hands Aup in the sky
NowEm7 I, F#m7I go for Gmaj7mine, I got to shine
Now throw your hands Aup in the sky
Em7I'ma F#m7get on this Gmaj7TV mama, I'ma
I'ma put shit dAown
Em7Hey, F#m7 Gmaj7hey, hey, hey, F#m7hey, hey
Hey, I'm good
(And so on with the same chord progression)
Verse 2
Verse 3
Is the Em7good F#m7life Gmaj7better than the life I lived
When I thought that I was gonna go Acrazy Em7 F#m7
Gmaj7And now my grandmamma ain't the only girl calling me Ababy Em7 F#m7
Gmaj7And if you feeling' me now then put your hands up in the Asky
And let me hear you say Em7hey, F#m7 Gmaj7hey, hey, F#m7ooh
I'm good
Chords used:
Em7 Ex A7 D9 G7 B8 E7
F#m7 x 9 11 9 10 9
Gmaj7 x 10 12 11 12 10
A 5 7 7 6 5 5
//Enjoy!