I Wish Tab de uke por Skee-lo (Acordes Barítonos)

[Chorus]
Em7                         Cm    
I wish I was little bit taller,
               G 
I wish I was a baller,
               A7
I wish I had a girl who looked good
             Em7
I would call her
                Cm                    G  
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
               A7
And a six four Impala

[Verse 1]
G                           B7
I wish I was like six-foot-nine
                  C
So I can get with Leoshi
                G
Cause she don't know me but yo she's really fine
Em                         B7
You know I see her all the time
                     Am7
Everywhere I go, and even in my dreams
Dx4
I can scheme a way to make her mine
G                        B7
Cause I know she's livin phat
                C
Her boyfriend's tall and he plays ball
   G
So how am I gonna compete with that
Em                              B7
'Cause when it comes to playing basketball
           Am7
I'm always last to be picked
            Dx4
And in some cases never picked at all
G                        B7
So I just lean up on the wall
                 C                              G        
Or sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the girls
                                                                                         
Who came to watch their men ball
Em                 B7                                      
Dag y'all! I never understood, black
        Am7                                               
Why the ballers get the fly girls
        Dx4                                               
And me I get the hood rats
G                         B7                              
I tell 'em scat, skittle, scabobble
               C                                        
Got hit with a bottle
                                                       
And put in to a hospital
G                                                       
For talkin' that mess
Em               B7                         Am7                                        
I confess it's a shame when you livin' in a city
                     Dx4                      G            
That's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
       B7                                           
Glad I came to my senses
     C                               G                   
Like quick-quick got sick-sick to my stomach
                Em                     B7                  
Overcome by the thoughts of me and her together, right?
   Am7                             D
So when I asked her out she said I wasn't her type

[Chorus]
Em7                         Cm    
I wish I was little bit taller,
               G 
I wish I was a baller,
               A7
I wish I had a girl who looked good
        Em7
I would call her
                Cm                    G  
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
               A7
And a six four Impala

[Verse 2]
      G                       
Yo, I wish I had a brand-new car
B7                 C                                  
So far, I got this hatchback
                 G
And everywhere I go, yo I gets laughed at
    Em                     B7
And when I'm in my car I'm laid back
         Am7                             Dx4              
I got an 8-track and a spare tire in the backseat, but that's flat
G                                      B7              
And do you really wanna know what's really whack
      C                                              
See I can't even get a date
            G                                        
So, what do you think of that?
             Em                                       
I heard that prom night is a bomb night
              B7                                      
With the hood rats you can hold tight
Am7                                                    
But really tho' I 'm a figaro
Dx4                                   G                 
When I'm in my car I can't even get a hello
         B7                      C                 
So many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on Sunday
          G                                          
Well then I'ma have to get in my car and go
Em             B7                                       
I take the 110 until the 105
Am7               Dx4                                    
Get off at Crenshaw tell my homies look alive
G                     B7             C                  
Cause it's hard to survive when your livin'
                                                    
In a concrete jungle and
      Gx4                        Em                      
These girls just keep passin' me by
          B7             Am7                             
She looks fly, she looks fly
             Dx3                                       
Makes me say my, my, my

[Chorus]
Em7                         Cm    
I wish I was little bit taller,
               G 
I wish I was a baller,
               A7
I wish I had a girl who looked good
        Em7
I would call her
                Cm                    G  
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
               A7
And a six four Impala

[Verse 3]
       G             B7                              
Hey, I wish I had my way
                           C                     
'Cause everyday would be a Friday
               G                                 
You could even speed on the highway
Em                  B7                              
I would play ghetto games
             Am7                                   
Name my kids ghetto names
       B7                                         
Little Mookie, big Al, Lorraine
G                          B7                        
Cuz you know that's on the real
             C                                   
So if you're down on your luck
                G                                
Then you should notice how I feel
Em                         B7                       
Cause if you don't want me around
           Am7                    Dx4               
See I go simple, I go easy, I go greyhound

G         F                                      
Hey, you, what's that sound?
C                     D                           
Everybody look what's going down
G           F                                     
Ahhhh, yes, ain't that fresh?
C                      D                          
Everybody wants to get down like dat

[Chorus]
Em7                         Cm    
I wish I was little bit taller,
               G 
I wish I was a baller,
               A7
I wish I had a girl who looked good
        Em7
I would call her
                Cm                    G  
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
               A7
And a six four Impala

[Chorus]
Em7                         Cm    
I wish I was little bit taller,
               G 
I wish I was a baller,
               A7
I wish I had a girl who looked good
        Em7
I would call her
                Cm                    G  
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat
               A7
And a six four Impala