2 acessos
Bb Dm Eb Right now, I'm down Gm C Dm I be with the Hitmaker Eb. Gm So, hol' up [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Bb Eb Gm Baby, come give me something new (Ooh) Bb Gm Baby, come give me something new (Ooh) Bb 'Cause I can't stop loving you (Oh yeah) Gm Since I got a taste of your love (Oh yeah) Bb Gm Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, woah) [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Cm F God damn, you know who I am Eb Dm C Try to be on the low, but you ain't slow Keep my shirt open, eyes low G Get a lot of paper, I know C F But you ain't into that You like real facts Eb G C Like, if you show love, you gon' get it back C Like, if you fuck good, you gon' get it back G Like, if you cook, wanna a real nigga that Gm Dm Gon' rep 'till that pussy like (Uhh uhh) G C We can go and get a private room Dm We could fuck for one night, ain't gotta jump the broom Eb Say your nigga, chill [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Bb Eb Gm Baby, come give me something new (Ooh) Bb Gm Baby, come give me something new (Ooh) Bb 'Cause I can't stop loving you (Oh yeah) Gm Since I got a taste of your love (Oh yeah) Bb Gm Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, woah) [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign] C I can tell you ain't from 'round here Eb Gm All that body, baby, it's not fair C Pull up on that ass in a drop, yeah Gm That's your ex, nigga? I'm dead C Lookin' for a real one? You found him Eb Dm Cm G California King, we gon' go bounce on it No doubt, yeah Leave your legs shaking Cm Dm Gm I might sing to that pussy like la-da-da-di-da (Di, yeah) Cm Bb Eb Gm Girl, your shit so classic, it don't need no features (No, ooh Yeah) [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Bb Eb Gm Baby, come give me something new (Ooh) Bb Gm Baby, come give me something new (Ooh) Bb 'Cause I can't stop loving you (Oh yeah) Gm Since I got a taste of your love (Oh yeah) Bb Gm Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, woah) [Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa (Ty Dolla $ign)] C Girl, you look just like something out a magazine (Zine) Eb Dm You smell great, know your body clean (Yeah) C Them niggas been on you since you was a teen (Teen) Dm G Now you grown up, and I'm a boss, I'm just showing love (Love) Cm Dm Smell like kush when I'm rolling up (Roll) G So much bank, I can fold it up (Fold) It's so good, got you calling up (Call) C Tryna kick it with a nigga like, uhh (Brr, oom) [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Bb Eb Gm Baby, come give me something new (Ooh) Bb Gm Baby, come give me something new (Ooh) Bb 'Cause I can't stop loving you (Oh yeah) Gm Since I got a taste of your love (Oh yeah) Bb Gm Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, woah)