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Dababy
Dababy

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Tonalità: G# minor
Verse 1
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Dm
Huh? (we got London
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Am
Dm
Dm
on da Track), okay
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Am
Dm
Dm
Look (I'm in London
got my beat from London)
Verse 2
Dm
Dm
You know I ain't never had
shit (okay)
Now I'm somewhere in a meeting
getting my ass kissed (no homo)
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Am
By a white man 'cause his daughter fuck with
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F
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my ad- libs (uh- oh)
I done dropped dick in her friend,
I'm like, "My bad, sis" (my bad)
That nigga act like he too good,
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Dm
even for a bad bitch (uh- huh)
Verse 3
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Dm
I'm a buy a Lambo' 'fore this
album hit the fans, bitch
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Em
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Tell the valet park my shit at the front,
I'ma hit the gas bitch (let's go)
I just did five shows, three days,
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came out with the bag, bitch (bag)
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Pockets on 45K and a four- five,
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Dm
so I sag, bitch
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Dm
If a fat bitch know how to get some money,
I'll fuck a fat bitch (uh- huh, uh- huh)
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Em
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Gotta show coming up in London and got London on da Track,
bitch (yuh)
I give a fan a high five at the airport,
she did a backflip (oh my God, ahh)
And I just went platinum and
I'm coming back like
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Verse 4
Em
Em
Am
Am
Huh? Okay
Dm
Dm
Looking for me?
Em
Em
Am
Am
Huh? Okay
Looking for me?
Here I go
Verse 5
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Am
Dm
Dm
Man, fuck Baby
That little nigga in there (salt)
She really selling pussy,
she act like she selling swimwear (okay)
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Dm
Dm
A couple thousand to your name,
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act like a millionaire (that's not an M)
But I don't knock your hustle,
get it out the mud, I been there (uh- huh)
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Dm
Man, I'm so tired of a nigga talking 'bout who broke
like we ain't all came up from the bottom (okay)
We came up, I give 'em hope
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And way before a nigga signed, I made a rhyme,
I was providing for my side (uh- huh)
No, I had 'em low,
and they had them high
You shop with me,
you ain't gotta lie (yeah)
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Dm
Now a nigga legit, huh
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Am
Fifty thousand just to walk through and
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Dm
do my one- two on yo' bitch, huh
And bougie hoes, they wanna fuck with
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E
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me, now I got 'em all on my dick now
Like Lil Baby, four pockets all full of money,
can't fit now
Man, I pull up, niggas howlin'
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Dm
Verse 6
Em
Em
Am
Am
Huh? Okay
Dm
Dm
Looking for me?
Em
Em
Am
Am
Huh? Okay
Looking for me?
Here I go
Verse 7
Dm
Dm
You know I ain't never had shit,
okay
Dm
Dm
Now I'm somewhere in a meeting getting
my ass kissed (no homo)
Am
Am
F
F
By a white man 'cause his daughter fuck with
Am
Am
my ad- libs (uh- oh)
I done dropped dick in her friend, I'm like,
Dm
Dm
"My bad, sis" (my bad)
That nigga act like he too good,
even for a bad bitch

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