Ebmaj7 Too many bottles of this wine we can’t pronounce Ebmaj7 Too many bowls of that green, no Lucky Charms Gbmaj7 The maids come around too much Gbmaj7 Parents ain’t around enough Dbmaj7 Too many joy rides in daddy’s Jaguar Dbmaj7 Too many white lies and white lines Bb Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends Bm Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends [same throughout the song] Start my day up on the roof There's nothing like this type of view Point the clicker at the tube I prefer expensive news New car, New girl New ice, New glass New watch good times babe It's good times yeah She wash my back three times a day This shower head feels so amazing We'll both be high The help don't stare They just walk by They must don't care a million one a million two a hundred more will never do Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce Too many bowls of that green no lucky charms The maids come around too much Parents ain't around enough Too many joy rides in daddy's jaguar Too many white lies and white lines Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends Real love, I'm searching for a real love Real love, I'm searching for a real love Real love ( Earl ) Close your eyes for what you can't imagine We are the xany gnashing caddy smashing Bratty ass he mad he snatched his daddy's jag And used the xxxx for batting practice Adamant and he thrashing Purchasing crappy grams With half the hand of cash you handed Panic and patch me up Pappy done latch keyed us Toyin with raggy annes and mammy done had enough Brash as xxxx breaching all these aqueducts Don't believe us treat us like we can't erupt We end our day up on the roof I say I'll jump I never do But when I'm drunk I act a fool ( Talkin bout ) Do they sew wings on tailored suits I'm on that ledge She grabs my arm She slaps my hand It's good times yeah Sleeve rips off I slip I fall The markets down like sixty stories And some don't end the way they should My silver spoon has fed me good A million one a million cash Close my eyes and feel the crash Too many bottles of this wine we can't pronounce Too many bowls of that green no lucky charms The maids come around too much Parents ain't around enough Too many joy rides in daddy's jaguar Too many white lies and white lines Super rich kids with nothing but loose ends Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends Real love ( Ain't that something rare ) I'm searching for a real love ( Talkin bout real love ) Real love yea Real love I'm searching for a real love Talkin bout a real love Dit arrangement is de eigen interpretatie van de inzender, gedeeld voor privéstudie, educatie en niet-commercieel gebruik. Het onderliggende nummer, de songtekst en de muziek blijven eigendom van hun rechthebbenden. Om verwijdering aan te vragen, zie Juridische verklaring.
Super Rick Kids (feat. Earl Sweatshirt) akkoorden van Frank Ocean
Voorgesteld strumpatroonoveral 4/4
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Liever iets simpelers: hele maat ballade d – – –
Super Rick Kids (feat. Earl Sweatshirt) spelen op ukelele
Om Super Rick Kids (feat. Earl Sweatshirt) op ukelele te spelen, strum je de overal 4/4: d – d u – u d –. Verwacht een ontspannen tempo, rond de 76 bpm. Ik geef de akkoorden vaardig, een eerlijk gemiddelde. Play slow steady chords and let each one ring under the vocal.
6 ukelele-akkoorden gebruikt in "Super Rick Kids (feat. Earl Sweatshirt)" van Frank Ocean: A, Bb, Bm, Dbmaj7, Ebmaj7 en Gbmaj7
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sorry but it’s super RICH kids, not super RICK kids. i still love the song and i’m super happy it’s on here but that one little thing just bothers me lol