Kunci: Bb minor
Verse 1
Dm
F
Dm
What is this numbers in your pocket?
Am
I remember when you used to
throw those things away
F
Dm
in touch now?
Am
Who gave you a reason to act so shady?
F
Dm
Maybe you knew you could call me anytime
If you needed me then I
F
Am
would give it to you
Ooh, that's how much I care for you
F
Dm
never call me back now
F
Telling love yourself, ooh
Am
I know that ain't cool
Yes, I don't understand, baby
Dm
Am
Ain't no scene my team
can't slaughter
F
Ain't no cuisine my queen can't order
do it on the camcorder
F
Am
Let me hit it from the front
F
till the **** gets shorter
Dm
The Harlem hang glider,
Home of the project whores
Am
F
Am
Grab your lighters, grab the privates,
we break night and take flight,
You look up in the sky,
why am I so high?
F
Dm
It must be the mode
Am
The new tri -state great gainer,
if you don't know,
this'll be a no -brainer
Dm
Man, I get fame like Dana,
they ain't with frames
Change up, it's like I'm changing lanes
F
Am
in a high -octane Range Rover
Sure they got game, but game over
girl, we don't even kiss
F
Am
Dm
I never would've thought
F
we'd be breaking up like this
Am
But it's over now, it's over now
Dm
You think that I don't know
F
Am
Cause you're always home alone
Dm
Am
Dm
And I'm always out of time
Am
You need to stop trying to play me
Dm
Am
Cause you can't even fake me
Dm
Am
I know you're messing
Dm
F
around baby
Dm
Now you can call me anytime
Anything you need
F
Am
And I would give it to you
F
Dm
That's how much I care for you baby
And I'll never call me back now
Turn off your cell phone girl
F
Am
You know that ain't cool
Oh, I don't understand baby
Dm
F
It's a shame we gotta
go through this
Dm
F
We can't even talk
Am
Girl, we don't even kiss anymore
Dm
never would have thought
F
Dm
We'd be breaking up like this
F
Am
But it's over now
It's over
It's over now
F
Dm
A shame that we go through
Ddim
G#dim
G
Am
The things that we go through
But you're in love with me
F
Dm
C
Dm
And I'm in love with you
G
F
E
I think that we should talk,
Am
talk about our problems
G
C
Instead of running away,
F
G#dim
We couldn't work it out,
Ddim
Dm
F
Am
C
forget what love was all about
Dm
Bdim
my feelings mean that
Dm
G
Dm
C#
My heart will always be with you
G#dim
Girl it's a shame
Dm
Coming straight out of Brooklyn
Am
Trail ass, with an ego
Am
She know, she shut the door
We gon' crush on the floor,
F
Quit the talking, this ain't no interview
Am
I'm trying to get into you, not into you
Crush your spine, corrupt your mind,
your mind
Am
Dm
Brooklyn girls come whine, whine
All day, every day, when I sing my broad
F
Dm
F
All day, do is pray, please help me
Am
God I need a broad who
can take that charge
F
Rip that car, flip that hard
Am
Dm
Stuff it all in a bra, go raw,
money from the law
F
Pig face, Russian cuts, put it in a jar
Am
Snake lines and anclines,
F
Am
pedal to the floor
Hear the engine roar,
and that mother in the governor
Dm
F
Am
We can't even talk,
Dm
girl we don't even kiss
Dm
F
we'd be breaking up like this
Dm
F
Am
But it's over now
Am
Dm
Baby it's a shame
we can't get out the way we to
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