Miscommunication Akkorde von
Timbaland
Timbaland

N/A1 Aufrufe
Tonart: E minor
Verse 1
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Dm
Dm
Oh!
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Dm
Dm
Two step, oh!
Verse 2
Let me talk to you, girl
Dm
Dm
What?
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C
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I'm in your part of town
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I call your phone,
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Eb
Dm
Dm
and you're no where to be found
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You do this every time
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Dm
Dm
You be M.I.A. every single time
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The part that kills
Verse 3
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me
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You rather chill with your friend
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s instead of me, huh
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But I ain't gon' be no clown
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Eb
I guess I call you next time
Dm
Dm
I'm in your town
And you say to me...
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So
Verse 4
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what, I was out with my friends
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Eb
I'm a grown woman
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Dm
It's the weekend, oh
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C
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A
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So what if I don't answer my phone
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Eb
What if I'm not alone
Dm
Dm
I'm with him
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What's it to you?
Verse 5
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C
I need to get out
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Aaug
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Eb
You, you, you, you, you
Dm
Dm
Are killing me; you're killing me,
you're killing me
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Bb
And I
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Just wanna get out
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Aaug
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You, you, you, you, you
Dm
Dm
Are killing me; you're killing me,
you're...
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What ya wanna do, do, do?
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Aaug
Aaug
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Eb
Dm
Dm
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Bb
What ya wanna do, do, do?
Verse 6
C
C
I cannot escape
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A
Aaug
Aaug
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No matter what I do
Dm
Dm
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Can't get away from you, oh
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Call me everyday
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Aaug
Aaug
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And that there ain't never cool
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Dm
Getting on my nerves
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I think it's time you knew
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Only gave you my number 'cause
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drinks made you cuter, plus
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Dm
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You were looking sad and lonely, ooo
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But that's all it was
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Just put you in the game
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Eb
Dm
Dm
And here you go complainin'
What's up with you?
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Bb
I
Verse 7
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C
need to get out
Aaug
Aaug
Eb
Eb
You, you, you, you, you
Dm
Dm
Are killing me; you're killing me,
you're killing me
Bb
Bb
And I
C
C
Just wanna get out
Aaug
Aaug
Eb
Eb
You, you, you, you, you
Dm
Dm
Are killing me; you're killing me,
you're...
Bb
Bb
C
C
What ya wanna do, do, do?
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A
Aaug
Aaug
Eb
Eb
Dm
Dm
What ya wanna do, do, do?
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Like, whoa, lil' mama,
Verse 8
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C
it's the second time I'm callin' your number
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I ain't chasin'; I ain't even no runner
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Dm
Don't you know I push the Hummer in the summer,
huh?
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Bb
How you hard to be reached?
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I can put you where you hard to be reached
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A
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Eb
Black sand on the balls of your feet
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Dm
You can scream,
ain't no body gon' be asleep
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Bb
This your own private beach, ha ha
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C
And when it comes to sex
Just a little bit of love and
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A
little bit of that
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Eb
Dm
Dm
Maybe push it back where your ribs is at
Share a bowl of crunch berries,
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Bb
how real is that? ha ha
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C
I'm just jokin' of course
I'm trying to put your sex
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A
game back on course
Eb
Eb
Dm
Dm
If you feelin' dry, like you don't get moist
If you ever get a minute, holla at yo' boy

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