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Lirik dan Chord Lagu Baby Pluto - Lil Uzi Vert

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JAKARTA, KOMPAS.com - Penyanyi rap asal Amerika, Symere Bysil Wood, yang dikenal dengan nama panggung Lil Uzi Vert, ialah pelantun lagu "Baby Pluto".

Lagu ini dirilis pada 2020 sebagai trek pertama dalam album studio keduanya, Eternal Atake.

Meski tak rilis sebagai singel, lagu ini masuk jajaran tangga lagu paling hit di berbagai negara.

Salah satunya menempati posisi keenam pada tangga lagu US Billboard Hot 100.

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Simak lirik dan chord lagu "Baby Pluto" dari Lil Uzi Vert berikut ini.

[Intro]
Am                                   G Am
(Welcome to Eternal Atake)
F

[Chorus]
Am
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
  G                              Am
I bought her a baby one
   Am
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
               G
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (For sure)
Am
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
                G
While makin' my lady cum (Yeah)
F
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS
                 G
That's why I be racin' 'em (BRABUS)
Am                                                                   G
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war
Am                                                                    G
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it)
Am                                                                      G
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it)
F
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war

[Verse 1]

I got static in my city, who fuckin' with me?
    Am                                                                  G
Pull up with this 30 and this chopper hold a fifty
                Am                                                      G
Man, I heard that nigga Mickey, that's too risky
                      F
Man, we spray his car, spray his window, icky, icky

                      Am                                                          G
She keep suckin' on my dick, tryna get a hickey, hickey
     Am                                                       G
Girl, I swear that pussy too wet, sticky, sticky
  Am                                                                   G
I kicked her right out of the front door, I'm picky, picky
                        F
Yeah, and every time she go to call my phone,
       G
I'm busy, busy (Yeah, yeah, hello, hello? Hello?)
    Am                                             G
I heard it's some niggas that's on my head (Brr)
   Am                                                 G             Am
I heard it's some niggas that want my bread
    G                 F
Oh my God
   F
Y'all niggas better chill before y'all all be dead (Oh my God, yeah, yeah, yeah)

   Am                                                                     G
Whole lot of, whole lot of hoes, whole lot of, whole lot of meds
  Am                                                                              G
Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of clothes, niggas be stealin' my swag (Hold up)
  Am                                                                         G
Whole lot of, whole lot of emeralds, please tuck your baguettes
  F
Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of red rubies on my neck

  Am
Uzi, it came with a TEC
                             G
The brick, that came with a vet
   F
I can teach you how to flex (Yes)
                           G
The Draco, it came with a vest
      Am
The condo, it came with a pit (Yeah)
                                G
My new bitch, she came with some neck (Yeah)
  F
Man, these boys ain't believe me
    F                                          G
Until I pulled up and my neck was on squeegee (Woah)

  Am
Man, these boys ain't believe me
                                                G
They thought I believed in the devil like ouija
  F
Man, these boys ain't believe me
                                       G                          Am
A real rockstar, Chrome Heart on my beanie (Yeah)

 Am
I swear these boys cannot see me
  Am
That's why I be livin' my life like I'm Stevie
    Am
Wake up, Versace my bitch
  Am
I got on that Tisci, I eat fettuccine

[Chorus]
Am
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
         G
I bought her a baby one
     F
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
                               G
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (Let's go)
  Am
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
                 G
While makin' my lady cum (Stay with the baddest)
    Am
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS
                 G
That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought a G-Wagen)
  Am                                                                   G
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Yeah)

I ain't fuck a bitch in so long, I'd do it in a Honda Accord (No cap)
  Am                                                    G
I had to count my money on the ironing board
 F                                                                    G             Am
I just took that bitch shoppin', fucked behind the stores

[Verse 2]
 Am                                                                  G
I had to get all my niggas off bond, I had to get 'em off holding (Yeah)
 Am                                                                             G
I had to take 12 right on the mile, drive it like my van was stolen (Skrrt, skrrt)
 Am
It sing like my birthday, brand new
                             G
'Cause I'm only known just to floor it (Brand new)
   F
Yeah, I just know they be watchin' it
   F                                        G
Yeah, I just, yeah, I just know they be watchin' it

  Am
All these hoes love me
  Am                                                        G
I am such a slimy guy, nigga, do not trust me
  Am                                                    G
Baby, I'ma bust you way before you bust me
    Am                                                                 G
You shouldn't have trusted me, girl, you got off lucky (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

 Am
If it's beef, don't partake
    Am
No, I do not eat steak (Yeah)
   Am
All I eat is fish plates
               Am
My diamonds so cold, in the freezer, my wrist be
  Am
Somewhere in the hills, prolly where my bitch stay
  Am
Switchin' my crib and you know I'm gon' switch states (Yeah)
 Am
I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape
 Am
I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape

[Chorus]
  Am
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
           G
I bought her a baby one
    F
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
          G                                  Am
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one

 Am
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
                 G
While makin' my lady cum (I stay with the baddest)
  Am
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS
            G
That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought a G-Wagen)

        Am                                                        G
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Yeah)
   F                                                                   G
I ain't fuck a bitch in so long, I'd do it in a Honda Accord (Woah)
 Am                                                     G
I had to count my money on the ironing board (Yeah)
  F                                                               G                  Am
I just took that bitch shoppin', fucked behind the stores (Store)

[Outro]
  Am                 G                F
Fucked behind the stores
  F                                                                       G                  Am
You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores (Sure)
  Am                                                                    G              Am
You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores
  Am                                                     G
Yeah, count up a half a mil' up behind the store
  Am                                                                                         G
Yeah, she gone off that molly like she ain't never take a pill before
  F
You act like you tough like your homie ain't ever get killed before

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