D A EM A x3
[PRE-CHORUS] :
D A
Shawty Imma only tell you this once, you the illest
Em A
And for your lovin' Imma Die Hard like Bruce Willis
D
You got spark, you, you got spunk
A
You, you got something all the girls want
Em
You're like a candy store
And I'm a toddler,
A
You got me wantin' more and mo mo more of
D
Your love,your love (yeah)
A
Your love, your love (yeah)
Em
Your love, your love (yeah)
A
Your love, your love (yeah)
D
He the type to pop tags and be cockin the brim
A
Might breeze through The Ave, might stop at the gym
Em
And he keep a du rag, keep his wave on swim
A
Wa- waves on swim so they hate on him
D
Anyway I think I met him sometime before
A
In a different life or where I record
Em
I mean he was Adam, I think I was Eve
A
But my vision ends with the apple on the tree
D
'S' on my chest cause I'm ready to save him
A
Cause I'm the one like I'm Tracy McGrady
Em
And I think I love him like Eminem call us Shady
A
When he call me mama, I call him baby
D
He the type to keep a couple hundred grand in a rubberband
A
Just left Money Gram in the Lemon Lam
Em
Hot damn make me scream like summer jam
A
I mean that nigga must be from the motherland
D
Anyway I think I met him in the Sky
A
When I was a Geisha he was a Samarai
Em
Somehow I understood him when he spoke Thai
A
Never spoke lies and he never broke fly
D
S on my chest let me get my cape on
A
He so thugged out, he spacin Raquon
Em
Convict Just like Akon
A
Cause you know the snitches be putting the jake on.
D
Find me in the dark
A
I'll be in the stars
Em
Find me in your heart
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