Love or something: accordi di
Buddy
Buddy
Stampa

N/A
Tonalità: A minor
Verse 1
Ab
Ab

Cm
Cm

Gm
Gm

Oh, hell yeah
Ab
Ab

Let's toast to the niggas
that do the most
Cm
Cm

Gm
Gm

Shout out to my nigga Buddy,
Ab
Ab

you know my boy Zeemy in here
They let me get a feature on
Cm
Cm

Gm
Gm

this motherfucker but
Ab
Ab

I want ya all to call Buddy and
thank him personally for me
Cm
Cm

Gm
Gm

His numer is 310
Ab
Ab

Gm
Gm

Aye nigga, hell nah, no way nigga
Ab
Ab

You better not
Verse 2
Cm
Cm

Gm
Gm

Hello, hey baby, what's your name?
Ab
Ab

I am Buddy, only reason why you came
Cm
Cm

Okay, today,
Gm
Gm

me and you gon' do our thing
Ab
Ab

Oh shit, my bad,
Gm
Gm

know I'm moving hella fast
Cm
Cm

Gm
Gm

Just get your ass off the wall and
Ab
Ab

on the damn dance floor
You dig, let me take another sip
Cm
Cm

Gm
Gm

Watch how I jig,
look at my feet when I dance
Ab
Ab

Gm
Gm

Hold on, hold up, DJ play that shit again
Cm
Cm

Gm
Gm

Wait up, slow down,
got my left hand on your butt
Alright, come on,
Ab
Ab

Cm
Cm

go and have another drink with me
Gm
Gm

Pouring up a double shot of the Hennessy
F
F

Bb
Bb

Ab
Ab

Once I get you in my ride,
Cm
Cm

we gon' be all night
Gm
Gm

'Fore we take it outside
Verse 3
Gm
Gm

Ab
Ab

Baby girl just dance
Cm
Cm

Bb
Bb

Really like how you move it
Fm
Fm

Bb
Bb

Wanna look at ya ass
Ab
Ab

Cm
Cm

Think I'm falling in love or something
Gm
Gm

Baby girl just dance
Ab
Ab

Cm
Cm

Gm
Gm

We gon' get into it
Bb
Bb

Let me fill up your glass
Ab
Ab

Cm
Cm

And we gon' get drunk
Gm
Gm

and fuck tonight
Verse 4
Gm
Gm

Ab
Ab

It was all so sud den
Cm
Cm

35 models, they was all so stunning
Fm
Fm

Gm
Gm

Running out of bottles,
Bb
Bb

I got five more coming
Ab
Ab

Cm
Cm

Let me settle down,
I need to mind my budget
Gm
Gm

Ab
Ab

Better yet, fuck it, cop it all,
put it on my Visa
Cm
Cm

I just wanna make you mine,
Gm
Gm

baby girl I need you
Ab
Ab

On the floor we getting down,
Gm
Gm

bumping and grinding
Ab
Ab

Cm
Cm

Spin your body all around,
baby we gliding
Gm
Gm

Let me stop it, I should
Verse 5
Ab
Ab

focus on the hundreds
Cm
Cm

Tryna get a new chain,
gotta get the money
Gm
Gm

Finna cop a new ring,
Ab
Ab

Gm
Gm

just a lil' something
Cm
Cm

Show these bitches I ain't playing, oh,
Gm
Gm

that nigga Buddy
Back up on his shit again,
Ab
Ab

then I hit my dougie
Cm
Cm

See your boy glistening, rain,
Gm
Gm

snow, or sunny
Ab
Ab

Young nigga get it in
Gm
Gm

Filling up my cup and take
Cm
Cm

a sip again
Gm
Gm

I ain't tripping, I ain't tripping
Verse 6
Ab
Ab

Baby girl just dance
Gm
Gm

Really like how you move it
Ab
Ab

Wanna look at ya ass
Gm
Gm

Cm
Cm

Think I'm falling in love or something
Gm
Gm

Aye, I said
Verse 7
hands high
Ab
Ab

Then the sun put them hands up
Cm
Cm

Gm
Gm

Hoes, hoes in here gon' give it up
Bb
Bb

Ab
Ab

Whoa, smoking on weed
when we come through
Cm
Cm

Gm
Gm

No, we don't give a fuck,
nigga fuck you
Ab
Ab

Friends drunk too much,
Cm
Cm

we been turning up
Gm
Gm

Aye, we ain't even done,
we ain't had enough
Bb
Bb

Ab
Ab

Damn, everyone here only
Cm
Cm

want one thing
Gm
Gm

Ab
Ab

All we wanna do, baby girl just dance
Verse 8
Cm
Cm

Gm
Gm

Really like how you move it
Wanna look at ya ass
Bb
Bb

Ab
Ab

Cm
Cm

Think I'm falling in love
Gm
Gm

or something
Baby girl just dance
Ab
Ab

Cm
Cm

Gm
Gm

We gon' get into it
Bb
Bb

Ab
Ab

Let me fill up your glass
Cm
Cm

And we gon' get drunk
Gm
Gm

and fuck tonight
Verse 9
Ab
Ab

Aye, I said I'm focused
on the hundreds
Tryna get a new chain,
Cm
Cm

gotta get the money
Gm
Gm

Ab
Ab

Finna get a few rings, just
Gm
Gm

a lil' something
Ab
Ab

Gm
Gm

Cm
Cm

Show these bitches I ain't playing, oh,
that nigga Buddy
Gm
Gm

Back up on his shit again,
Ab
Ab

then I hit my dougie
Cm
Cm

See a nigga glistening, rain,
snow, or sunny
Gm
Gm

Ab
Ab

Young nigga get it in
Gm
Gm

Cm
Cm

Filling up my cup and take a sip again
I ain't tripping
Gm
Gm

Call a Lyft and girl I'm getting in
Verse 10
Ab
Ab

with ya
D
D

Say you wanna bring a friend with ya
Cm
Cm

Take you both to the crib,
Gm
Gm

Ab
Ab

girl I'm about to get it in with ya
Gm
Gm

Ab
Ab

I don't really fuck with
Cm
Cm

these niggas
Gm
Gm

I'm just tryna stack these di gits
Ab
Ab

Baby girl I got hella shit in the mail
Cm
Cm

Gm
Gm

Ab
Ab

Oh, I got hella shit in the mail
Gm
Gm

Yeah, keep it coming!
(coming, coming, coming)

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