CHEAT CODE: accordi di
Chevy Woods
Chevy Woods

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Tonalità: D minor
Verse 1
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Been on this
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run so long,
think I got the cheat code
She got that top, she got that look,
she got that deep throat
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She said she wanna give her heart to me
Gotta put that money first,
not sorry, that's just how it be
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Been on this run so long,
they think I got the cheat code
She got that top, she got that look,
she got that deep throat
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She said she wanna give her heart to me
Gotta put that money first,
not sorry, that's just how it be
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Look, I don't need no bad vibe
You can't be trippin',
never know when it's your last time
Had to get back
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cause I was down on my last dime
You ain't no starter,
boy, you only get it when it's trash time
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Look, I ain't perfect
She want that Birkin
I know she just wanna ride the wave,
she see me surfin'
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I pray for all of this I tried to call it quits
Like, fuck that, I'm too fly
Now I'm back on my shit,
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they gon' re member me
It ain't no bitchin' me,
coke price is high as fuck now
It ain't no tenneke,
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I had to cut her off, kept askin'
When you gon' send for me?
She want that life like every night
Don't need that energy,
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been on this run so long,
they think I got the cheat code
She got that top, she got that look,
she got that deep throat
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B
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She said she wanna give her heart to me
Gotta put that money first,
not sorry, that's just how it be
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Been on this run so long,
they think I got the cheat code
She got that top, she got that look,
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she got that deep throat
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She said she wanna give her heart to me
Gotta put that money first,
not sorry, that's just how it...
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Look, I'ma need that back end first,
gotta keep my business straight
We drink McQueen now,
spend some dinner tastin'
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He wanna be down, he'll just send away
He told on the whole squad,
that nigga's silt is fake
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I never get jealous about no nigga
runnin' them bands up
Felt like I was gettin' arrested,
she said, put your hands up
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That's my lil' shorty, baby,
got that, whoa, whoa
They tried to get me outta here,
but I can't go
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I dug that fair time,
they tryna stop my shine
Just from the looks,
I know it's blow up like a landmine
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I threw them diamonds on my body,
now I'm frosty
If you my dog, then you my dog,
and please don't crush me
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Been on this run so long,
they think I got the cheat code
She got that top, she got that look,
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she got that deep throat
B
B
She said she wanna give her heart to me
Gotta put that money first,
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not sorry, that's just how it be
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Been on this run so long,
they think I got the cheat code
She got that top, she got that look,
she got that deep throat
Db
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B
B
She said she wanna give her heart to me
Gotta put that money first,
Outro 1
not sorry, that's just how it be
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