DA
Shawty Imma only tell you this once, you the illest
EmA
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
Chorus :
D
Your love,your love (yeah)
A
Your love, your love (yeah)
Em
Your love, your love (yeah)
A
Your love, your love (yeah)
Verse ONE] :
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
Pre-ChorusChorusVerse TWO] :
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.
Pre-ChorusChorusD
Find me in the dark
A
I'll be in the stars
Em
Find me in your heart
A
I'm in need of your love
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.