Frank Ocean – Nikes

Frank Ocean – Nikes Chords and Lyrics

Artist : Frank Ocean
Song : Nikes

[Intro] : Eb  Gm  Cm  Cm7  (x2)

[Verse 1] :
                   Eb      Gm
These bitches want Nikes
                   Cm
They looking for a check 
                 Cm7
Tell em it ain't likely
                Eb               Gm
Said she need a ring like Carmelo
                Cm               Cm7
Must be on that white like Othello 
                Eb
All you want is Nikes
        Gm
But the real ones 
     Cm
Just like you 
     Cm7
Just like me
 Eb                        Gm
I don't play, I don't make time
           Cm                        Cm7
But if you need dick I got you and I yam from the line
            Eb
Pour up for A$AP
    Gm
RIP Pimp C
    Cm                            Cm7
RIP Trayvon, that nigga look just like me
Eb      Gm
  Woo, fuckin' buzzin', woo!
Cm                                       Cm7    
  That my little cousin, he got a little trade
                  Eb
His girl keep the scales, a little mermaid
              Gm
We out by the pool, some little mermaids
            Cm
Me and them gel, like twigs with them bangs
Cm7
Now that's a real mermaid
                      Eb
You been holding your breath
        Gm
Weighted down
     Cm              Cm7
Punk madre, punk papa
         Eb
He don't care for me
        Gm
But who cares for me
           Cm         Cm7
And that's good enough
         Eb
We don't talk much or nothin'
            Gm
But when we talkin' about something
        Cm        Cm7
We have good discussion
          Eb                                    Gm
I met his friends last week, feels like they're up to something
        Cm        Cm7
That's good for us

[Verse 2] :
                   Eb        Gm
We'll let you guys prophesy
                   Cm
We'll let you guys prophesy
                             Cm7
We gon' see the future first
                   Eb
We'll let you guys prophesy

We gon' see the future first
              Gm
Living so the last night feels like a past life
                           Cm
Speaking of the, don't know what got into people

Devil be possessin homies, Demons try to body jump
Cm7
Why you think I'm in this bitch wearing a fucking Yarmulke?
                    Eb
Acid on me like the rain

Weed crumbles in the glitter
Gm
Rain, glitter
                    Cm
We laid out on this wet floor

Away turf, no Astro
                   Cm7
Mesmerized how the strobes glow

Look at all the people feet dance
                        Eb
I know that your nigga came with you
        Gm
But he ain't with you
                        Cm
We only human and it's humid in these Balmains

I mean my balls sticking in my jeans
             Cm7
We breathin pheremones, Amber Rose

Sippin' pink-gold lemonades, feelin'
Eb                      Gm
   I may be younger but I'll look after you
Cm                        Cm7
   We're not in love, but I'll make love to you
Eb                       Gm
   When you're not here I'll save some for you
Cm                 Cm7
   I'm not him but I'll mean something to you
     Eb             Gm
I'll mean something to you
     Cm             Cm7
I'll mean something to you
Eb                          Gm
   You got a roommate he'll hear what we do
Cm                             Cm7
   It's only awkward if you're fucking him too 

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