Made You Look taby ukulele według Meghan Trainor (Chwyty barytonu)

Intro:
                    C
    I could have my Gucci on
                    E7        Am
    I could wear my Louis Vuitton
                  F
    But even with nothinʼ on
    G               C
    Bet, I made you look (I made you look)

C
Iʼll make you double take
C
Soon as I walk away
C
Call up your chiropractor
C
Just in case your neck break
F            G                               C
Ooh, tell me whatcha, whatcha, what you gonʼ do, ooh?
 
C
ʼCause Iʼm ʼbout to make a scene
C
Double up that sunscreen
C
Iʼm ʼbout to turn the heat up
C
Gonna make your glasses steam
F            G                               C
Ooh, tell me whatcha, whatcha, what you gonʼ do, ooh?

Pre-Chorus:
                 Am
    When I do my walk, walk
                                  C
    I can guarantee your jaw will drop, drop
                                           D
    ʼCause they donʼt make a lot of what I got, got
                                     G         F
    Ladies if you feel me, this your bop, bop (Bop bop, bop)

Chorus:
                    C
    I could have my Gucci on (Gucci on)
                    E7        Am
    I could wear my Louis Vuitton
                  F
    But even with nothinʼ on
    G               C
    Bet, I made you look (I made you look)
     
                               C
    Yeah, I look good in my Versace dress (Take it off)
                           E7               Am
    But Iʼm hotter when my morning hairʼs a mess
                     F
    But even with my hoodie on
    G               C
    Bet, I made you look, mhmm (I made you look)

C
And once you get a taste
C
Youʼll never be the same
C
This ainʼt that ordinary
     C
Itʼs that fourteen karat cake
F            G                               C
Ooh, tell me whatcha, whatcha, what you gonʼ do, ooh?

Pre-Chorus:
                 Am
    When I do my walk, walk
                                  C
    I can guarantee your jaw will drop, drop
                                           D
    ʼCause they donʼt make a lot of what I got, got
                                     G         F
    Ladies if you feel me, this your bop, bop (Bop bop, bop)

Chorus:
                    C
    I could have my Gucci on (Gucci on)
                    E7        Am
    I could wear my Louis Vuitton
                  F
    But even with nothinʼ on
    G               C
    Bet, I made you look (Said, I made you look)
     
                               C
    Yeah, I look good in my Versace dress (Take it off, baby)
                           E7               Am
    But Iʼm hotter when my morning hairʼs a mess
                     F
    But even with my hoodie on
    G               C
    Bet, I made you look (Said, I made you look)