Frankie Sinatra(Chords)

	        
D                    A 
Ah, Frankie Sinatra, ahhh, Frank Sinatra 
Em 
Frankie me boy don't know 
                     A 
You have the perfect voice to sing calypso (what did they say?) 
D                   A 
Ah Frankie Sinatra, ahhh Frank Sinatra 
Em 
Frankie me boy don't know 
                     A 
You have the perfect voice to sing calypso (what did they say?) 
D                   A 
Ah Frankie Sinatra, ahhh Frank Sinatra 
Em 
Frankie me boy don't know 
                     A 
You have the perfect voice to sing calypso (what did they say?) 
D                   A 
Ah Frankie Sinatra, ahhh Frank Sinatra 
Em 
Frankie me boy don't know 
                     A 
You have the perfect voice to sing calypso (what did they say?) 
Em 
Frankie me boy don't know 
                     A 
You have the perfect voice to sing calypso 



verse 1 
D 
Off this rocker, he's off his rocker 
A 
Please Mr officer I only had some vodka 
Em 
Little marijuana just a few Vicodin 
A 
Only reefer swervin' out here while I?m driving 
D 
Where your registration, OG license 
  A 
Because of that interior your bitch wanna ride this 
Em 
Plate red bold cat, dick got LoJack 
A 
White hoes calling and they asking where the dope at 
A 
What? Whatever 
D 
Modern day Sammy hit I wrote with that Sinatra 
A 
All for pasta, spray in her mouth like Binaca 
Em 
Listening to salsa, rhythm of maracas 
A 
M.I.A. on the job sipping in Sri Lanka 
D 
I divide and conquer, rolling Willy Wonka 
A 
Baby momma wanna suck the dong up at the concert 
Em                        A 
And they gets no pay like Frank Sinatra bitch 
                           A 
I do this shit my way like Frank Sinatra bitch 

Do this shit my way 

D                   A 
Ah Frankie Sinatra, ahhh Frank Sinatra 
Em 
Frankie me boy don't know 
                     A 
You have the perfect voice to sing calypso (what did they say?) 
D                   A 
Ah Frankie Sinatra, ahhh Frank Sinatra 
Em 
Frankie me boy don't know 
                     A 
You have the perfect voice to sing calypso (what did they say?) 
Em 
Frankie me boy don't know 
                     A 
You have the perfect voice to sing calypso 



verse 2 
D 
I'm so high, you're so high 
     A 
If I take another sip, then I just might die 
Em 
Take another sip then I just might lie 
         A 
Tell her what she wanna hear just to get between them thighs 
D 
Underground nigga but on top of the world 
A  
Took the bitch for oyster, now my tongue on the pearl 
   Em 
So fuck what you say, do this shit my way  
     A                               
Like Frank Sinatra, bitch, do this shit my way  


verse 3 
D 
  Tanks of vodka, sip slow rocka ock 
A 
  Writ rhymes since the days with Frankie Crocker rocked 
Em 
  From more stocky stock 
A 
Known for his illy right hook to make Rocky block 
D 
  That's no poppy cock pirate 
A 
We can keep it irie, or we can keep it irate 
Em 
  Dilate, we keep it 100 
A 
From the heights of Northern Lights 
                         D 
To Southern Comfort, one fifth 
Come with that headbanger boogie for that ass 
A 
Villain give a bully ten noogies for the cash 
Em 
  Or dash, dip slow on a marathon 
A 
  Or maybe he gon' sing Calypso like Farrakhan 
A 
Or Frank Sinatra mon
	        

Written by Danny Brown/Robbie Chater/Tony Di Blasi/Oscar Hammerstein II/Wilmoth Houdini/Richard Rodgers