best i ever had 2

Tom : G

[Refrão]
C
Baby, you my everything, you all I ever wanted
G
We can do it real big, bigger than you ever done it
Em
You be up on everything, other hoes ain't never on it
D
I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it
C
'Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up
G
When I get right I promise that we gonna live it up

[Próxima Parte]
[Refrão]
Em
She make me beg for it till she give it up
D
And I say the same thing every single time

[Chorus]
C G
I say you the fucking best, you the fucking best
Em D
You the fucking best, you the fucking best
C G
You the best I ever had, best I ever had
Em D
Best I ever had, best I ever had, I say you the fucking...

[Verse 1]
C
Know you got a roommate, call me when it's no one there
G
Put the key under the mat, and you know I'll be over there
Em
I'll be over there, shawty, I'll be over there
D
I'll be hitting all the spots that you ain't even know was there
C
Ha, and you all ain't even have to ask twice
G
You can have my heart or we can share it like the last slice
Em
Always felt like you was so accustomed to the fast life
D
Have a n**** thinking that he met you in a past life
C
Sweat pants, hair tied, chillin' with no make-up on
G
That's when you're the prettiest, I hope that you don't take it wrong
Em
You don't even trip when friends say you ain't bringin' Drake along
D
You know that I'm working, I'll be there soon as I make it home
C
And she a patient in my waiting room
G
Never pay attention to them rumors and what they assume
Em
And until them girls prove it
D
I'm the one they never get confused with

[Pre-chorus]
[Próxima Parte]
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[Verse 3]
C
Sex, love, pain, baby, I be on that tank shit
G
Buzz so big, I could probably sell a blank disk
Em
When my album drop, bitches will buy it for the picture
D
And n****s will buy it too and claim they got it for they sister
C
Magazine, paper, girl, but money ain't the issue
G
They bring dinner to my room and ask me to initial
Em
She call me the referee 'cause I be so official
D
My shirt ain't got no stripes but I can make your pussy whistle
C
Like the Andy Griffith theme song
G
And who told you to put them jeans on
Em
Double cup love, you the one I lean on
D
Feeling for a fix then you should really get your fiend on
C
Yeah, just know my condo is the crack spot
G
Every single show she out there reppin' like a mascot
Em
Get it from the back and make your fucking bra strap pop
D
All up in yo slot until the n**** hit the jackpot

[Pre-chorus]
[Próxima Parte]
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[End Thing]
Uh, uh yeah, see this the type of joint
You got to dedicate to somebody
Just make sure they that special somebody
Young Money
Ya, ya, you know who you are, I got you