Love or something Akkorde von
Buddy
Buddy
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Tonart: A minor
Verse 1
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

Oh, hell yeah
Eb
Eb

Let's toast to the niggas
that do the most
Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

Shout out to my nigga Buddy,
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Eb

you know my boy Zeemy in here
They let me get a feature on
Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

this motherfucker but
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Eb

I want ya all to call Buddy and
thank him personally for me
Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

His numer is 310
Eb
Eb

Dm
Dm

Aye nigga, hell nah, no way nigga
Eb
Eb

You better not
Verse 2
Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

Hello, hey baby, what's your name?
Eb
Eb

I am Buddy, only reason why you came
Gm
Gm

Okay, today,
Dm
Dm

me and you gon' do our thing
Eb
Eb

Oh shit, my bad,
Dm
Dm

know I'm moving hella fast
Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

Just get your ass off the wall and
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Eb

on the damn dance floor
You dig, let me take another sip
Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

Watch how I jig,
look at my feet when I dance
Eb
Eb

Dm
Dm

Hold on, hold up, DJ play that shit again
Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

Wait up, slow down,
got my left hand on your butt
Alright, come on,
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

go and have another drink with me
Dm
Dm

Pouring up a double shot of the Hennessy
C
C

F
F

Eb
Eb

Once I get you in my ride,
Gm
Gm

we gon' be all night
Dm
Dm

'Fore we take it outside
Verse 3
Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

Baby girl just dance
Gm
Gm

F
F

Really like how you move it
Cm
Cm

F
F

Wanna look at ya ass
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Think I'm falling in love or something
Dm
Dm

Baby girl just dance
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

We gon' get into it
F
F

Let me fill up your glass
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

And we gon' get drunk
Dm
Dm

and fuck tonight
Verse 4
Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

It was all so sud den
Gm
Gm

35 models, they was all so stunning
Cm
Cm

Dm
Dm

Running out of bottles,
F
F

I got five more coming
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Let me settle down,
I need to mind my budget
Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

Better yet, fuck it, cop it all,
put it on my Visa
Gm
Gm

I just wanna make you mine,
Dm
Dm

baby girl I need you
Eb
Eb

On the floor we getting down,
Dm
Dm

bumping and grinding
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Spin your body all around,
baby we gliding
Dm
Dm

Let me stop it, I should
Verse 5
Eb
Eb

focus on the hundreds
Gm
Gm

Tryna get a new chain,
gotta get the money
Dm
Dm

Finna cop a new ring,
Eb
Eb

Dm
Dm

just a lil' something
Gm
Gm

Show these bitches I ain't playing, oh,
Dm
Dm

that nigga Buddy
Back up on his shit again,
Eb
Eb

then I hit my dougie
Gm
Gm

See your boy glistening, rain,
Dm
Dm

snow, or sunny
Eb
Eb

Young nigga get it in
Dm
Dm

Filling up my cup and take
Gm
Gm

a sip again
Dm
Dm

I ain't tripping, I ain't tripping
Verse 6
Eb
Eb

Baby girl just dance
Dm
Dm

Really like how you move it
Eb
Eb

Wanna look at ya ass
Dm
Dm

Gm
Gm

Think I'm falling in love or something
Dm
Dm

Aye, I said
Verse 7
hands high
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Eb

Then the sun put them hands up
Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

Hoes, hoes in here gon' give it up
F
F

Eb
Eb

Whoa, smoking on weed
when we come through
Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

No, we don't give a fuck,
nigga fuck you
Eb
Eb

Friends drunk too much,
Gm
Gm

we been turning up
Dm
Dm

Aye, we ain't even done,
we ain't had enough
F
F

Eb
Eb

Damn, everyone here only
Gm
Gm

want one thing
Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

All we wanna do, baby girl just dance
Verse 8
Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

Really like how you move it
Wanna look at ya ass
F
F

Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Think I'm falling in love
Dm
Dm

or something
Baby girl just dance
Eb
Eb

Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

We gon' get into it
F
F

Eb
Eb

Let me fill up your glass
Gm
Gm

And we gon' get drunk
Dm
Dm

and fuck tonight
Verse 9
Eb
Eb

Aye, I said I'm focused
on the hundreds
Tryna get a new chain,
Gm
Gm

gotta get the money
Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

Finna get a few rings, just
Dm
Dm

a lil' something
Eb
Eb

Dm
Dm

Gm
Gm

Show these bitches I ain't playing, oh,
that nigga Buddy
Dm
Dm

Back up on his shit again,
Eb
Eb

then I hit my dougie
Gm
Gm

See a nigga glistening, rain,
snow, or sunny
Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

Young nigga get it in
Dm
Dm

Gm
Gm

Filling up my cup and take a sip again
I ain't tripping
Dm
Dm

Call a Lyft and girl I'm getting in
Verse 10
Eb
Eb

with ya
A
A

Say you wanna bring a friend with ya
Gm
Gm

Take you both to the crib,
Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

girl I'm about to get it in with ya
Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

I don't really fuck with
Gm
Gm

these niggas
Dm
Dm

I'm just tryna stack these di gits
Eb
Eb

Baby girl I got hella shit in the mail
Gm
Gm

Dm
Dm

Eb
Eb

Oh, I got hella shit in the mail
Dm
Dm

Yeah, keep it coming!
(coming, coming, coming)

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