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Intro 1
C
Bm
D
Em
C
D
C
D
Bm
Verse 1
Mitch Mula?)
Body, for sure
D
C
(Drop dat bomboclaat)
Verse 2
D
She's a hot ting, for sure
Told her, "I'm always here for you, baby,
Em
just ring the door" (oh- oh)
Ring the alarm, girl, you hot
D
And you don't ever need a nigga,
Verse 3
D
Remember that, remember that
one time we spent out in Bora Bora
Em
I need more of your body,
let me explore ya (oh- oh)
D
C
Many man gon' adore you, but none of them niggas for ya,
yeah, yeah (yeah- yeah)
Verse 4
D
She said that you puttin' on for the
RJAEJ's
You gon' make me throw a dub
Type of love, fuck it up,
give me heartaches (heartaches)
C
(Type of love, fuck it up, give me heart)
Give me all of you
D
The only time that I want you to turn around
Em
is when a real nigga callin' you (oh, call)
Or if I'm tryna see that ass, yeah
C
Baby, that's your only pass, yeah
Verse 5
D
I been goin' hard this past year,
yeah (yeah)
Said she want a new bag,
You don't even got to ask,
yeah (yeah)
But, if you want it, baby, move ass,
D
C
yeah (ooh)
Tell them hatin' bitches,
Sometimes, it's okay to do that,
And you been doin' your
dance for an hour now
D
So I'm about to make it rain, money shower,
Verse 6
D
She's a hot ting, for sure
Told her, "I'm always here for you, baby,
Em
just ring the door" (oh- oh)
Ring the alarm, girl, you hot
D
And you don't ever need a nigga, girl,
C
remember that (remember that)
Just remember that (remember that)
D
Em
Just remember
that (remember that)
Just remember that
And you don't ever need a nigga,
D
(She's a baddie, for sure) She want
Verse 7
Channely and Tiffany,
I want new Dior
Em
And she could never get rid of
me, I'm like glued to her
D
And I can never get tired of money,
You think I'm always up to something,
baby
D
You'll risk it all if you love me
how I love you, baby
Em
They'll drop the ball tryna run up,
caught a fumble, baby
Three hundred K a car,
D
that's why I cannot do Mercedes
Verse 8
A hundred K to wear Fashion Nova,
she got it all
Em
I told her, "Let's try this again,"
you know I want you, baby
And you act celibate,
D
C
like you don't give no fucks at all
Verse 9
for me)
Just love me for who I am,
and not no fuckin' money
Em
I open up to all my sins and only
God can judge me
C
I gave a Rollie to my friend,
and he ain't do nothin' for me
Verse 10
D
Only did it to show you love, Donny
If I learned from my mistakes,
then I can't be mistaken
Em
Cash on my waist because it's G
like it ain't got no safety
They don't even know what loyal means,
C
they talk a different language (huh?)
Verse 11
D
Look what I started, homie
Em
It's only me versus myself,
and only artist know me
Baby, you can get in my whip, but,
don't get car- sick on me
Used to be broke, and now we rich,
C
D
we rockin' matchin' Rollies (huh)
Em
D
I'm not actin', baby
When it comes to money, I'm infatuated
Em
And, you know most of the time good girls go savage,
ain't it?
And I'm from the streets,
Verse 12
D
She's a hot ting for sure
Told her, "I'm always here for you, baby,
Em
just ring the door" (oh- oh)
Ring the alarm, girl, you hot
And you don't ever need a nigga, girl,
D
C
re member that (rememberthat)
D
Just remember that (remember that)
that (remember that)
Just remember that
D
And you don't ever need a nigga,
Verse 13
need a nigga, girl,
And you don't ever need a nigga,
D
C
girl, remember that
D
And you don't ever need a nigga,
D
And you don't ever need a nigga,
girl, remember that
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