Chris Brown – Straight Up (Guitar)

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Aw yeah

B
Ain’t no party, like a rich nigga party

E
‘Cause a rich nigga party, don’t stop

G#m             B
Don’t play with it (yeah)

B                    E
All this money over here

G#m                        B
Little mama, don’t play with it

B              E
Ayy girl, ayy girl

G#m                   B
She gon’ let a nigga lay in it

B                         E
She know that pussy too good

                               G#m     B
Fuck around and make a nigga stay in it

   B            E
I’ma stay in it

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Ha, posted on the wall with a dancer (what we doin’?)

B                              E
Thousand dollar belt, pull my pants up (yeah)

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Four finger ring, with the Phantom

B                             E
Outside bag, full of money like it's ransom (haha)

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Got a high tolerance and high standards

B                                        E
Top floor suites, with models and no manners (freaks)

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Light skin nigga, bitches think I know Spanish

B                                     E
Love me, love me, love me, I got the answers, baby

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I’ma make this girl love me

B                             E
She see the bottles, after bottles

               G#m                               B
I’m spending pesos, yeah, ain't nothin' we just do it, baby, do it, baby

B                                E
No chaser, she gon’ drink it straight up

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Baby, don’t run from me

               B                    E
Facin' the pillow, fuckin’ up your make-up

G#m                           B
Don't play with it (don’t play it)

B                               E
She know that pussy too good, straight up

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Baby, I’m a baller, Balmain and Bugattis

B                                                  E
Bitch, ain't a nigga got it, yeah, I’m all about deposits

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Yeah, I’m master Myagi, off shine, like ball here

B                                               E
I'm Ricky with the Rolls Royce, really, I’m really

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How dare you offend me? Your life a pity

B                                               E
I pity the fool, the fools that goin' for work penny (you a bitch nigga)

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I love women, as much as lesbians

B                                       E
I lube in the mister, best feelin', forget ‘em.

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Then we visit that pussy, drippin’

B                                               E
She got good credit, make that pussy drippin’, drip, drippin’

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Squirtin' all up on Cavalli sheets, she a beast, I’m a gremlin

B                                         E
After midnight, you know the rest right? Right

G#m                       B
I’ma make this girl love me

B                             E
She see the bottles, after bottles

               G#m                               B
I’m spending pesos, yeah, ain't nothin' we just do it, baby, do it, baby

B                                E
No chaser, she gon’ drink it straight up

G#m                   B
Baby, don’t run from me

               B                    E
Facin' the pillow, fuckin’ up your make-up

G#m                           B
Don't play with it (don’t play it)

B                               E
She know that pussy too good, straight up

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Oh woah, I’m gon’ make you love me tonight

B                                       E
Oh woah, I’m gon’ make you love me tonight

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Oh yeah, I’m the man and you know it

B                               E
Hands all over your body, girl

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And that ass, you really need to show it (real shit)

B                               E
I bet, I can make your body rock

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I bet, I can make you feel good

B                               E
Fuck around and make your heart stop

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When I give you this wood

B                       E
Baby, your body’s calling

G#m                     B
I can’t wait no more

B                               E
Girl, you better stop with the bullshit

G#m                             B
Leave them panties on the floor

B                       E
I’m ‘bout to pull up on this

G#m
So let down your hair

B                                G#m              B
So baby, don’t play with it (don’t play with it)

B                                   E
Don't play with it (don’t play with it)

G#m             B
Don’t play with it (yeah)

B                    E
All this money over here

G#m                        B
Little mama, don’t play with it

B              E
Ayy girl, ayy girl

G#m                   B
She gon’ let a nigga lay in it

B                         E
She know that pussy too good

                               G#m     B
Fuck around and make a nigga stay in it

   B            E
I’ma stay in it

G#m             B
Aw yeah

B
Ain’t no party, like a rich nigga party

E
‘Cause a rich nigga party, don’t stop