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Fall Thru

Key: D

Introduction:

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 D 
Sad to say it but I love you
               E                                                             Bm   A 
Don't take no offense but you're my bitch
                                           D                                                   A 
Yeah, you gone fall through every time a nigga call you
                             Bm                                         C#m 
That's why I ball how I ball when I spoil you
                       D                                     A 
We was in Miami, first time I saw you
                           Bm                                         A 
I was in a Phantom when I pulled up on you
                               D                                             A 
It was late nights, late nights in the bando
                                 Bm                                                         C#m 
Fucking on you good got you bustin' like you Rambo
                                   D                                                           A 
And you keep it hood so you really understand though
                                   Bm                                                         A 
You was there through my ups and downs like a camel
verse 1
                 D                                                       A 
Ass all fat say she get it from her mama
                                     Bm                                                               C#m 
She just want the money, she ain't fuckin' with no bloggers
                             D                                                 A 
Fuck you on a PJ the whole way to the Bahamas
                     Bm                                                         A 
Gucci, Valentino, baby, I can be your stylist
                                         D                                                 A 
Fuck me with your friend, yeah yeah, you was wildin'
       Bm                                       C#m 
1942 shots turn you to a monster
                                       D                                       A 
Thuggin' like you 2Pac, you know that I got you
                                     Bm                                                             C#m 
Love the way you ride it, move them hips like you Rihanna
                                     D                                                     A 
I was supposed to hit, I was never s'pose to cuff you
                               Bm                                                   C#m 
Put you on my homie 'cause he say he wanna fuck you
                                     D                                                                   A 
When he asked me 'bout you, I just told him that I want you
                                     Bm                                                               A 
But now its quiet for you, 'cause I told him that I loved you
                                           D                                                   A 
Yeah, you gone fall through every time a nigga call you
                             Bm                                         C#m 
That's why I ball how I ball when I spoil you
                       D                                     A 
We was in Miami, first time I saw you
                           Bm                                         A 
I was in a Phantom when I pulled up on you
                               D                                             A 
It was late nights, late nights in the bando
                                 Bm                                                         C#m 
Fucking on you good got you bustin' like you Rambo
                                   D                                                           A 
And you keep it hood so you really understand though
                                   Bm                                                         A 
You was there through my ups and downs like a camel
verse 2
                             D                                         A 
I was locked up, I remember when I hit you
 Bm                                                                                 C#m 
Used to write me back every letter that I sent you
                               D                                         A 
You wasn't my girl but you used to pretend to
                         Bm                                           F#m 
When I came home, let me beat it Instrumental
                               D                                           A 
Lame left you scarred so I had to reinvent you
                       Bm                                                       C#m 
If you was car, shit, you ride it like a Benz do
                                         D                                                       A 
Wraith it with the stars, every time I come and get you
                         Bm                                                     A 
We be goin' hard every time you on that Hen' too
                             D                                     A 
I was in the mix, actin' like a savage
                         Bm                                                       C#m 
Got another bitch and you told me I could have it
                               D                                                   A 
I know you was sick so I doubled back to grab you
                                   Bm                                               C#m 
So anything you wish, yeah yeah, you can have it
                                           D                                                   A 
Yeah, you gone fall through every time a nigga call you
                             Bm                                         C#m 
That's why I ball how I ball when I spoil you
                       D                                     A 
We was in Miami, first time I saw you
                           Bm                                         A 
I was in a Phantom when I pulled up on you
                               D                                             A 
It was late nights, late nights in the bando
                                 Bm                                                         C#m 
Fucking on you good got you bustin' like you Rambo
                                   D                                                           A 
And you keep it hood so you really understand though
                                   Bm                                                         A 
You was there through my ups and downs like a camel
Bridge
 D                                                                     Bm 
Whoa, she just want a ride with a shotta, though
 Bm                                   C#m 
I'm an original don dada, though
 D                                                   Bm 
Knock them all down like dominoes
 Bm                                                             C#m 
Make me tell them other bitches, vamonos
     D                           Bm                                       E 
Whoa, good gal, bad gal, small city, mad world
 C#m 
She just wanna shine, whoa
   D       E                       Bm                                                       A 
And last night was mad real, sunshades, advils, fuck you all the time
                                           D                                                   A 
Yeah, you gone fall through every time a nigga call you