CHORDS: Marshmello feat 42 Dugg – Baggin Chord Progression on Piano & Ukulele

This is the chords of 42 Dugg by Marshmello feat 42 Dugg on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar and Keyboard.

[INTRO]
 C#m
Mello made it right

[CHORUS]
  C#m                             A
 God sat me down and told me, \"Youngin\', 
 you the one\"
  C#m
 Givenchy, Louis, BAPE, the only thing,
  I\'m from the slums
  C#m                         A
 White gold, Presidential, maybe 
 I should run
       C#m
 Still get \'em by the ton, 
 sixty-five three times a month
 C#m                      A
 Bag, what you doin\'? Baggin\', baggin\'
  C#m
 2020 McLaren, Moe got me thinkin\'
  \'bout than cashin\'
                 C#m           A
 Bch, I\'m a savage (Ho), Megan,
  savage (Nasty)
  C#m
 Heard I fcked her friend,
  she keep callin\' me a savage
            C#m
 She gon\' suck it \'cause she nasty
  (Freak ho)
         A
 Once I fcked her I be laughin\'
  (Fck off)
          C#m                        
 We will never meet again,
  only thing I eat is tens (Bad ho)
  C#m                        A
 Bag, what you doin\'? Baggin\', 
 baggin\'
   C#m
 Youngest of the mob 
 (I didn\'t know Marshmello could
  make a beat that hard, man)

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[VERSE ONE]
       C#m                      
 After everything I gave how you
     A
  tell me I ain\'t shit?
           C#m
 All the money that I made,
  that was \'posed to keep us lit
          C#m                  
 You was out here suckin\' dck,
          A
  I was tryna pay the (Rent)
        C#m
 I was tryna pay the, 
 I was tryna pay the rent
           C#m                    A
 Free my niggas from , if not weed,
  then it\'s a brick
          C#m               
 All my youngins takin\' hits, 
      A
 1500 for a mix
            C#m            
 Show you how to make a ten,
            A
  I get three brown from a gram
         C#m                
 I know how to make a dance,
          A
  twenty-two just for the pants
          C#m                    
 Ho, quit lying bch you a fan,
           A
  if it\'s you, I want the head
         C#m
 I fell back on sellin\' meds, 
 I\'m supposed to be with Techs
              C#m              
 Faced some fire, and the feds
          A
  ask me, am I Dugg
      C#m
 Ask God, not at all,
  four million with all the cash

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[CHORUS]
  C#m                       
 God sat me down and told me,
      A
  \"Youngin\', you the one\"
  C#m
 Givenchy, Louis, BAPE, the only thing, 
 I\'m from the slums
  C#m                         A
 White gold, Presidential, maybe
  I should run
       C#m
 Still get \'em by the ton, 
 sixty-five three times a month
 C#m                      A
 Bag, what you doin\'? Baggin\', 
 baggin\'
  C#m
 2020 McLaren, Moe got me thinkin\'
  \'bout than cashin\'
                 C#m           A
 Bch, I\'m a savage (Ho), Megan, 
 savage (Nasty)
  C#m
 Heard I fcked her friend, 
 she keep callin\' me a savage
            C#m
 She gon\' suck it \'cause she nasty
  (Freak ho)
         A
 Once I fcked her I be laughin\'
  (Fck off)
          C#m                        
 We will never meet again, 
 only thing I eat is tens (Bad ho)
  C#m                        A
 Bag, what you doin\'? Baggin\', baggin\'
   C#m                      
 Youngest of the mob, R.I.P. 
                   A
 my young nigga Rob
 
 [VERSE TWO]
                  C#m
 Prolly throw a six, 
 never a five, pour me a four
   C#m
 Tell the world get off my dck
           A
 I get nervous when I get mentioned
          C#m
 Bro do four a week in Cinci, 
 could be five, but he too picky
            C#m
 Keep that fye, bch, 
 don\'t get Ricky\'d
            A
 Without my guys feel 
 like something missin\'
           C#m
 Too many proud fcks, 
 too many bches
   C#m              
 Moral of the story,
  I don\'t fck with you niggas
               C#m
 You tryna get fame, fck \'round, 
 get painted
             A         
 Throw it up, let nigga
                C#m
  know what you claimin\'
 Big Four, Big Four

 [CHORUS]
  C#m                             A
 God sat me down and told me, \"Youngin\',
  you the one\"
  C#m
 Givenchy, Louis, BAPE,
  the only thing, I\'m from the slums
  C#m                         A
 White gold, Presidential, maybe
  I should run
       C#m
 Still get \'em by the ton, 
 sixty-five three times a month
 C#m                      A
 Bag, what you doin\'? Baggin\',
  baggin\'
  C#m
 2020 McLaren, Moe got me thinkin\' 
 \'bout than cashin\'
                 C#m           A
 Bch, I\'m a savage (Ho), Megan,
  savage (Nasty)
  C#m
 Heard I fcked her friend, 
 she keep callin\' me a savage
            C#m
 She gon\' suck it \'cause she nasty 
 (Freak ho)
         A
 Once I fcked her I be laughin\' 
 (Fck off)
          C#m                        
 We will never meet again,
  only thing I eat is tens (Bad ho)
  C#m                        A
 Bag, what you doin\'? Baggin\', baggin\'
   C#m                      
 Youngest of the mob, R.I.P.
                   A
  my young nigga Rob