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Dababy
Dababy

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Tonalidad: F minor
Verse 1
C#m
C#m
(That ain't DaBaby, that's
my baby)
Uh, yeah that muthafucka sound
like a muthafuckin'
B
B
Uh, alarm clock or some shit, you know
C#m
C#m
I- it's alertin' you bitch ass niggas that
That I'm the muhfuckin' best,
yeah (Firzt on the track)
The prettiest chocolate nigga alive,
yeah all that
(That ain't DaBaby, that's
my baby)
B
B
D
D
I ain't trippin' off another nigga
Verse 2
C#m
C#m
I'll be straight (huh)
D
D
C#m
C#m
B
B
Ain't even got a chance to eat (eat)
D
D
C#m
C#m
I seen you lookin' at my
plate (aye)
You know the bitches treat
B
B
me great (great)
D
D
C#m
C#m
They suck my dick and feed me
grapes (grapes)
B
B
I'm on my way to get a bag (ah)
D
D
C#m
C#m
I'm fuckin' up, I'm
runnin' late (turn up)
D
D
Can't let these nig
Verse 3
C#m
C#m
gas slow me down,
D
D
fuck waitin' on the la bel
C#m
C#m
Had to drop a tape (hey)
I used to trip about bitches fuckin' up
But I been fuckin' off so
I be straight (yeah)
You saving hoes we need to
make a movie 'bout you
D
D
C#m
C#m
Wear your muthafuckin' cape (ha, ha)
I tell your hoe we'll make a movie
D
D
C#m
C#m
But we're probably never goin'
on a date (aye)
I'm motivated by the money,
money motivate me
D
D
I always got my mind on it (mind)
C#m
C#m
I went to jail because I tried
to catch a flight
D
D
And I forgot I had the iron on me (damn)
C#m
C#m
I get the shit so cheap you think
I drop a ticket
But really threw a extra five on it (five)
And everything a nigga drop
be going crazy
A
A
C#m
C#m
Sounding like I took my time on it
Threw a bag on the table,
he thought it was ten pounds
But I really put nine on it (ah)
And half of them bitches
was fake weed
When he open them up he gon'
hate me (ha)
I don't gotta rape bitches, they rape me
Beat a rap nigga up like I'm May B
Throw that Roc in the air like I'm Jay- Z
Got a Glock on me, nine,
and I still'll do it
You can't name five niggas in the rap game
that can come out with realer music
Standing on anythang that I ever said
all alone and I still approve it
You know I shot your homeboy, fucked your main bitch,
robbed your partna, I did that
And still get ya stepped on,
the most slept on in the game, don't forget that, bitch
B
B
D
D
I ain't trippin' off another nigga
Verse 4
C#m
C#m
I'll be straight (tell these niggas to quit
fuckin' playin' with me)
B
B
Ain't even got a chance to eat (man, I'm too raw in this shit,
D
D
man)
C#m
C#m
I seen you lookin' at my plate (and i'm the
muthafuckin' prettiest chocolate nigga alive)
You know the bitches treat me great (what the
B
B
D
D
fuck they gon do with me? Huh?)
C#m
C#m
They suck my dick and feed me grapes
(what the fuck they gon do with me?)
D
D
C#m
C#m
I'm on my way to get a bag
B
B
D
D
C#m
C#m
I'm fuckin' up, I'm
runnin' late (hey, huh)
Verse 5
C#m
C#m
I just told my bitch that she gotta learn
D
D
C#m
C#m
to be nice to my side bitch
You gotta quit trippin' and callin'
me papi (hey)
B
B
'Cause all of my other lil bitches
C#m
C#m
don't like it (brrt)
You know I'm a dog,
babe, you know that I'm trifling
B
B
D
D
Been like this forever and you know you
C#m
C#m
used to like it there
Boom on my side and ya I call
it my sidekick (boom)
B
B
D
D
I whip out and shoot it, just do it like Nike
C#m
C#m
I pull out the swing,
that bitch ride on the ground like a ceiling fan (yeah)
Yeah, we take the pound
from the middle man (yeah)
I got plenty of haters,
got plenty fans (yeah)
But the haters gon' hate,
we don't give a damn (ah)
Got my bitch making oodles
o' noodles (ha)
Pulled up with that tool and that
hookah (ha, ha)
I'm in the pool with a cougar (yeah)
They only cool on computers
(turn up)
They told me I look better
in real life (okay)
I don't care what a fuck
nigga feel like (yeah)
I just went out to lunch with your
bih night (bitch)
Had her back to the crib
before midnight (ha)
I think I got more hoes than I realize
I went iced out my Rollie, that's real ice
All in front of her friends
and her mamma (ha)
I still grab on her ass 'cause it feel nice
And bitch
B
B
D
D
I ain't trippin' off another nig
Verse 6
C#m
C#m
ga,
I'll be straight (straight)
D
D
C#m
C#m
B
B
D
D
Ain't even got a chance to eat (eat), I seen
C#m
C#m
you lookin' at my plate (plate)
You know the bitches treat
B
B
me great (great)
D
D
C#m
C#m
They suck my dick and feed me
grapes (grapes)
D
D
C#m
C#m
B
B
I'm on my way to get a bag (ah)
D
D
C#m
C#m
I'm fuckin' up, I'm runnin' late
D
D
C#m
C#m
Bitch
D
D
And I'm
Verse 7
C#m
C#m
the muthafuckin' best
rapper man, you know
D
D
C#m
C#m
The best rapper
D
D
The muthafuckin' realest rock star,
C#m
C#m
the prettiest chocolate nigga alive
D
D
C#m
C#m
Best rapper
A
A
C#m
C#m
I'm all that
(That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby)

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