Peach Chords by Pardison Fontaine

[Intro]
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■  Yeah yeah fuck it up yeah look uh
          E7                       
Said he's got the watch flood it up
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Cuban link bust it up
        E7                
You all know to fuck it up
                                 E7                 
Look Everythin' that a nigga got got it out the dirt
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Like a rose in the concrete I blossomed out the curb
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Remember girls used to curve me man them bitches had some nerve
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Ain't no nigga out here fuckin' with me far as I'm concerned


[Verse]
                                    E7   
You got a peach ass shit be lookin' right
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You get to dancin' in the mirror you want some shit that get you hype
                                                     E7   
Gave a couple niggas chances they ain't never get it right
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Told your girl to leave them lames alone so take your own advice
                                    E7   
You got a peach ass shit be lookin' right
                                                  E7  
Girl you bad and you workin' so you every nigga's type
                                                  E7   
Girl you lit in real life you don't need a lot of likes
                                                       E7      
And I know if looks could kill you doin' twentyfive to life ayy
                         E7          
Shake that ass ooh watch yourself ayy
                         E7      
Shake that ass ooh watch yourself
                                          E7       
Break them handcuffs forget your man move somethin'
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If he ask you what you doin' say Ooh nothin'
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I said all you know is bustin' all you know is thuggin'
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All you know is hustle you been workin' more than clubbin'
                                 E7    
Movin' underground young Harriet Tubman
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All you make is money you let bitches make assumptions
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Now your girl is feelin' hype because she know that this your song
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My dawg said you ain't no freak you about to prove him wrong
                                            E7  
Got an ass like a horse old MacDonald had a farm
                                                   E7   
And I know I drive you crazy but I never steer you wrong
                                    E7   
You got a peach ass shit be lookin' right
                                                                 E7  
You get to dancin' in the mirror you want some shit that get you hype
                                                     E7   
Gave a couple niggas chances they ain't never get it right
                                                           E7    
Told your girl to leave them lames alone now take your own advice


[Chorus]
                                    E7   
You got a peach ass shit be lookin' right
                                                  E7  
Girl you bad and you workin' so you every nigga's type
                                                  E7   
Girl you lit in real life you don't need a lot of likes
                                                       E7      
And I know if looks could kill you doin' twentyfive to life ayy
                         E7          
Shake that ass ooh watch yourself ayy
                         E7      
Shake that ass ooh watch yourself
                                          E7       
Break them handcuffs forget your man move somethin'
                                 Em  E7     
If he ask you what you doin' say Ooh nothin'


[Verse]
                      E7   
Let that ass hang out bitch
                                   E7   
All up out the window screamin' ow bitch
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Sneak dissin' so I turned into an owl bitch
                                E7            
Screamin' Who Who finna do what to who Not you
                       E7       
In the Bentley truck I need room
                                   E7       
My perfume is Chanel you assume my next move
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You was off no not close
                 E7   
I could buy me a Ghost
       E7               
I just might do the most
          E7               
Came from nothin' so I post


[Chorus]
        E7 
Ayy ayy ayy
                                    E7   
You got a peach ass shit be lookin' right
                                                                 E7  
You get to dancin' in the mirror you want some shit that get you hype
                                                     E7   
Gave a couple niggas chances they ain't never get it right
                                                           E7    
Told your girl to leave them lames alone now take your own advice
                                    E7   
You got a peach ass shit be lookin' right
                                                  E7  
Girl you bad and you workin' so you every nigga's type
                                                  E7   
Girl you lit in real life you don't need a lot of likes
                                                       E7      
And I know if looks could kill you doin' twentyfive to life ayy
                         E7          
Shake that ass ooh watch yourself ayy
                         E7      
Shake that ass ooh watch yourself
                                          E7       
Break them handcuffs forget your man move somethin'
                                     E7     
If he ask you what you doin' say Ooh nothin'


[End]