Frank Ocean - Biking Chords

[Intro: Jay Z]
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Uh, turn, what goes around comes around
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Ayy, turn, turn the music up, uh, yeah
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Goes around comes around
What goes, alright, like like
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Life goes in cycles
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Everything that comes around goes around
                                  C
'Fore it goes down, get you some ice

[Verse 1: Jay Z]
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Life goes in cycles, what comes around goes around
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So 'fore it goes down, nigga, get you some icicles
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Audemars before all of y'alls
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Wristwatch got a Russian face like an oligarch, uh
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12 o'clock, boy, silly nice, huh
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Willie in traffic, I'm Philly nice, uh
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E.T. on the handles, uh
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Handlebars like a Xanax
Shammgod with the AND1 moves
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Throw that sh*t 'round your neck
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Right quick, broke boys get fixed
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Right quick, Nigel Sylvester with these bike flips
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Uh, that's a full cab and a back flip
Uh, sidebar

[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
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Arm stretch a tee like I nailed it
Em
Raf movin' slow like a creep
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Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailin'
Em                                D            Em
And I walk in my sleep, I can't help that (I can't)
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When's the last time I asked for some help that
           Em
I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah?
                             D            Em
I couldn't get from nobody out there (I can't)
                                        F#m
When's the last time I asked for some help that
                             Em
I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah?
Nobody

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
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I don't get weak in the knees
Hundreds spread out like a fan
Em
Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Open the sky, get a handful
F#m
Torso marked up like a vandal
How you not f**kin' with cash?
Em
God gave you what you could handle
Gave you what you could handle
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I got the grip like the handle
And I'm bikin'
Em
I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel
Hades got the angels
F#m
TV's got the angles
             Em
I'm brakin'? got?

[Verse 3: Frank Ocean]
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Bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' slow-mo
Em
Maybe the four wheel excitin' us mo'
F#m
I'm cold when the temperatures dip below 70s
Em
How can I be burr around L.A. coast?
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The diamonds is plural, the Tiffany brooch
Em
On my lapel, at the table, I'm givin' a toast
F#m
The first wedding that I've been in my twenties
Em
Thinkin' maybe someone is not somethin' to own
Maybe the government got nothin' to do with it
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Thinkin' maybe the feeling just comes and it goes
Em
Think I want me a lil' one that look like my clone
Me and my baby can't do on our own
F#m
I landed a trick, got my impossibles
Em
I'm f**kin' with Addy, I'm watchin' my dose
24 hours like they never close
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I'm bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' these blocks, yeah
Em
Since Ben Baller sold all his ice up at Slauson, ooh
F#m
I'm bikin' uphill and it's burnin' my quads (obstacles)
Em
I'm bikin' downhill and it sound like a fishin' rod
Savage, I'm bikin', yeah

[Verse 4: Tyler, The Creator]
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From Coldwater to the Shaw
Alcoholic way I handle the bars
Em
This a PK, PK Ripper
Nah, you can't f**k with the boy
F#m
That's my problem, yeah, I got 'em
                     Em
My tire smokin' when I stop
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Okay, nobody f**kin' with me
Em
My accolades hang from my neck
F#m
Pedal, I drown in the heat
Em
My sapphires drown in my sweat
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White mags, but I jet
Em
Jackson, I'm savin' the streets
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I'm Roger Rabbit in the air
Em
I don't care, Big Willie Style, yeah
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Nigga one wheel, one wheel, one wheel
Em
Nigga one wheel, I fishtail downhill, yeah
F#m
I rose my rate, brand new brakes
Em
Why I name it Slater? Ask my date

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
D
I don't get weak in the knees
Hundreds spread out like a fan
Em
Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Open the sky, get a handful
F#m
Torso marked up like a vandal
How you not f**kin' with cash?
Em
God gave you what you could handle
Gave you what you could handle
D
I got the grip like the handle
And I'm bikin'
Em
I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel
Hades got the angels
F#m
TV's got the angles
I'm brakin'    Em

[Outro: Frank Ocean]
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Got, got me f**ked up
Got 50 thousand racks
Em
Got 50 thousand racks
Got, got me f**ked up
F#m
Got me f**ked up, up
50 thousand racks
Em
Got, got me f**ked up, up
50 thousand racks
D
Got, got me f**ked up
Got 50 thousand racks
Em
Got 50 thousand racks
Got, got me f**ked up
F#m
Got me f**ked up, up
50 thousand racks
Em
Got, got me f**ked up, up
50 thousand racks