New Flame by Chris Brown
Key: CC | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    



Intro
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Verse 1
C
There can be one only you
          Am                       G
And baby, God could never make two
                C
And I know you came here with your crew
       Am                                          G
But I promise you that it feels like it's just us two, uh-huh
                      C
Oh, I don't know what you had planned to do tonight
                 Am                       G
But I just wanna be the one to do you right
       C
We're standing here looking at each other, baby, eye to eye
         Am                                                   G
And I'm hoping that you're thinking about leaving with me tonight
Chorus
                        C
Who said you can't find love in a club? 
'Cause I wanna tell them they wrong
                          Am
Come on, just baby, try a new thing
                   G
And let's spark a new flame
C
You gon' be my baby, love me, love you crazy
Tell me if you with it
                             Am
Baby, come and get it, try a new thing
                  G
And let's spark a new flame
Verse 2
   C
I can't believe you came here all alone, baby girl, where's your lover?
    Am                                                         G                                        
Oh, it don't really matter, 'cause I got ways to get to know you better
C
Baby, baby, baby, baby, let's make what we got here last forever
           Am                          G
Girl, cause I don't wanna let you go, never
                      C
Oh, I don't know what you had planned to do tonight
                 Am                       G
Girl I just wanna be the one to do you right
       C
We're standing here looking at each other, baby, eye to eye
         Am                                                 G
Baby, I hope that you're thinking about leaving with me tonight
[Repeat Сhorus]
Verse 3
C
Homeplate, world series, sour nigga sliding in her
Baby, I'm a boss, I'm talking George Steinbrenner
    Am
Panamera, Yogi Berra, my two-seater Derek Jeter
          G
Got more stripes than all these niggas
Babe Ruth balling in a Beamer
C
Collar on my Polo, kisses on my necklace
All my diamonds watching, now my watches getting jealous
Am
Smoking on a bomb in my autograph LeBron's
           G
Yeah, she told me I'm the one, that's when I only hit it once
[Repeat Chorus
Outro
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