Miscommunication Akkorde von
Timbaland
Timbaland

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

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