Deuces Remix Chords by Chris Brown, Drake, T.I., Kanye West, Fabolous, Rick Ross, André 3000

Tempo:
147.9 bpm
Chords used:

Fm

Eb

Cm

Bbm

Db

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Deuces Remix chords
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[Fm] [Eb] [Fm] I just love you, I [Cm]
can't [Db] [Fm]
[Eb] [Fm] [Bb] [Cm]
[Bbm] tell [Fm] you no
All that bullshit's for the birds
[Bbm] You ain't nothing but a [Fm] vulture
Always hoping for the worst
[Bbm] Waiting for me to [Fm] fuck up
You'll regret that day when I find another [Eb] girl, yeah
[Fm]
They know just what [Cm] I [Fm] need
She know just what [Eb] I mean
When I'm tellin keep it drama free
[Bbm]
[Bb] [Cm]
[Db] [Ebm] [Bb] I [Eb]
[C] [Bb]
[Eb]
[Db] know [Ab]
you're mad, but [Eb] so [Ab] what?
I wish you best [Gm] of [Eb] luck Now I'm finna throw them [Fm] deuces up
[Bbm] What you mean I ain't call you, I hit you when [Eb] I landed
I'm waiting in my [Bbm] hotel room Seems like we're arguing more
And it's getting less [Eb]
romantic, yeah I think she'll be able to [Bbm] tell soon
But I fuck you right, I will I fuck you right, [Eb] I will
I fuck you like no one has ever, ever made [Fm] you feel
I mean it's part of our relationship's [Cm] amazing still
I might [Db] just put up with the arguing and stay [Fm] for real
But you [Eb] looking [Fm] bad, girl for goodness [Cm] sakes You with all [Bbm] those curves and me without no
breaks Ooh, I'm [Fm] willing to work it out however long
it [Eb] takes you You feel like [Bbm] you miss those happy days
But girl that makes two of us Our timing is wrong, [Eb] your friends always
tying up every line on your phone, [Bbm]
yeah But telling bitches that you'll always be
my [Eb] missus And the hardest part about the fucking business
is minding [Bbm] your own, uh And every time I try and [Eb] break it off
We just yelling till we're tired, then I break [Bbm] you off
It's useless, all this fighting, let's get [Eb] past it now
Even when I throw them deuces, you just send a back [Fm] around
Your wrists and [Eb] fingers [Fm] glistening, ice cold like [Cm] Michigan
Hey, look at what [Db] we living in, here we go with this [Fm] again
I just keep [Eb] on talking, [Fm] but I guess that you [Bb] ain't [Cm] listening
Rather run [Bbm] around with them nothing ass [Cm] bitches [Fm] then
Go on, got me high, smoking like a chimney We used to be [Db] best friends, now we're [Fm] seen
We finna be enemies, deep inside [Eb] it's killing [Fm] me
But soon it's gonna be killing [Cm] you To see her in [Db] that juicy turd, no [Fm] that's
gonna hurt your feelings, boo Ah ha, [Cm] he [Fm] ain't you, think you would be over
me By now, so you go [Db] sleeping with them clowns
They [Ab] are no relief, she spoke her piece, I know caprice
So love must be [Gm] let go, release, into [Eb] the wind
Again, again, them deuces, [Fm] I'ma show you peace
You [Eb] know [Fm] what, yo?
[Cm] You a bitch
You should [Db] have a travel agent, cause you [Fm] a trip
You should [Eb] make [Fm] your own toilet tissue, [Eb] since you the shit
But all [Bbm] you got is some fucking [Fm] issues, you fucking bitch
[Eb] I [Fm] hate niggas, but I love [Cm] your mom Give her [Db] a kiss for me, her second [Ab]
son
Get [Gm] your mind [Ab] right, baby, yo, get your [Gm] shit [Eb] together
You gon' be hot a little while, I'ma be rich [Fm] forever
Girls seduces, they come in [Cm] deuces But when I cut [Db] them off, they always become
[Fm] a nuisance Niggas take [Eb] my [Fm] old flows, and they take my
[Eb] old swag He just took [Bbm] my old bitch, and turned it
to his [Fm] new bitch [Eb] I'm [Fm] stupid, but I won't get my drama [Cm] on
What I'm dealing [Db] with is too real [Bbm] for me [Ab] to comment on
They finally got it through my head, not [Gm] to run my [Eb] mouth
So when y'all talk about you know who I don't know, who you [Cm] [Fm] talking about?
According to [Cm] my [Fm] old bitch, I be on some new [Cm] ish
She was on [Db] some old ish, now I got a new [Fm] bitch
Think I give [Eb] two, [Fm] you ain't gon' [Eb] do
Meet my two [Bbm] fingers, intro, [Fm] deuces, deuces [Eb] [Fm] If you knew better, you do [Cm] better
Wanna give [Db] the middle finger, but I got [Ab] two better
Girl, you gon' diss me even though you know it's wrong
[Bb] Girl, [Eb] you gon' diss me, and show me I'm wrong
Rizzy [Fm]
voice, now [Eb] I'm Ghost [Fm] Baby, four-door [Cm] Rizzy Royce
Tryna [Db] work it out, might be a bad business choice
I'm bout my [Eb] [Fm] business, boys, plus I [Ebm] make [Cm]
paper Come on, [Bbm] that's old news, [Fm] yesterday's paper
Who you [Eb] [Fm] talking?
What about?
[Cm] If it ain't high, I kept you [Db] scuttered out
[Ab] Your mind's well, shut your mouth You never [Gm] score [Ab] another me, I [Gm] shut it out
[Eb] Act like it's gum in your head, girl, [Fm] cut it out
Got a pocket full [Cm] of hundreds, [Fm] she the only one [Cm] that's missing
Got a bucket full of [Db] ice, and I watch the gold with it
Gotta race a [Eb] Lamborghini, [Fm] have my homies scared to [Cm] drive
Haters better put they [Bbm] heads down, they know that boy be fly
[Fm]
All the charter [Cm] planes, [Fm] now I'm talking ball of slang
[Cm] R-O-C-A-Y, [Db] on the wall in that hall [Ab] of fame I let my [Gm] denim [Ab] sag, red [Gm] Louis belt
[Eb] How can you love me, baby?
First you gotta [Fm] love yourself
The farewell email, from [Cm] female But I'm [Fm] a player, I ain't gon' tell you all
the details What it [Eb] entails, [Fm] it's hard to say, [Bbm] like selling
[Cm] seashells By the [Bbm] seashore, but she's not a [Fm] bore
But neither a [Eb] whore, [Fm] who needs to know more?
[Cm]
How you can't [Db] ignore, but want to open the door
[Ab]
For, or, when in your favorite [Gm] store [Eb] You leave with all them shopping bags
And half of it ain't yours [Fm]
I did things [Eb] for, [Fm] ain't rich, ain't poor
[Cm]
Wanted to do [Db] more, but hell, I [Ab] just say no [Fm] Well enough to know if [Eb] this was [Fm] all that she came [Eb] for
But enough to know tonight, excited, she came for
[Fm]
Times, in [Eb] my [Fm] cousin's house to see if I was there
Get [Cm] your minds out [Db] the gutter, man We out here [Ab] trying to have a good time
And here I am, all heavy with the [Eb] words, where Somebody that's a nerd, likely fast forward
But shit, [Fm] they act for it It's hard [Eb] to throw up [Fm] the deuces
Cause when your note [Cm] is juicy You start to [Db] sound like Confucius
When making up [Ab] excuses Chase the boosters, took the track, gone
[Eb] I gotta find me a new locomotive Stop making [Fm] sad songs
I'm listening to the shit, I'm talking my deuces Go out [Db] to [Bbm] her
[Fm] I'm moving on to something better, better, better
[Cm] No more [Bbm] trying to make it work [Fm] You make me wanna say bye-bye, say bye-bye, say bye [Bbm]-bye to her
[Ab] [Eb] [Ab] [D] [Eb]
[Ab] [Fm]
[Eb] [Fm] [Cm]
[Db] [Fm]
[Eb] [Fm] [Bb] [Cm]
[Bbm] [Fm]
Key:  
Fm
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Eb
12341116
Cm
13421113
Bbm
13421111
Db
12341114
Fm
123111111
Eb
12341116
Cm
13421113
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Learn the basic chords of Chris Brown, Drake, T.I., Kanye West, Fabolous, Rick Ross, André 3000 - Deuces Remix chords, with this master sequence: Db, Fm, Eb, Fm and Cm. To master the tempo, it's wise to start at 73 BPM before aiming for the song's 148 BPM. Considering your vocal pitch and chord choices, adjust the capo in accordance with the key: Ab Major.

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[Fm] _ _ [Eb] [Fm] I just love you, I _ _ [Cm] _
can't [Db] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ [Eb] _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Cm] _
_ _ [Bbm] _ _ tell [Fm] you no
_ All that bullshit's for the _ birds
[Bbm] You ain't nothing but a [Fm] vulture
_ _ Always hoping for the _ worst
_ [Bbm] Waiting for me to [Fm] fuck up
You'll regret that day when I find another _ [Eb] girl, yeah
[Fm]
They know just what [Cm] I [Fm] need
She know just what [Eb] I mean
When I'm tellin keep it drama free
[Bbm] _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ [Db] _ _ _ [Ebm] _ [Bb] I _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ [Db] _ _ know [Ab] _
you're mad, but [Eb] so [Ab] what?
I wish you best [Gm] of [Eb] luck Now I'm finna throw them [Fm] deuces up _
[Bbm] What you mean I ain't call you, I hit you when [Eb] I landed
_ I'm waiting in my [Bbm] hotel room Seems like we're arguing more
And it's getting less [Eb]
romantic, yeah I think she'll be able to [Bbm] tell soon
But I fuck you right, I will I fuck you right, [Eb] I will
I fuck you like no one has ever, ever made [Fm] you feel
I mean it's part of our relationship's [Cm] amazing still
I might [Db] just put up with the arguing and stay [Fm] for real
But you [Eb] looking [Fm] bad, girl for goodness [Cm] sakes You with all [Bbm] those curves and me without no
breaks Ooh, I'm [Fm] willing to work it out however long
it [Eb] takes you You feel like [Bbm] you miss those happy days
But girl that makes two of us Our timing is wrong, [Eb] your friends always
tying up every line on your phone, [Bbm]
yeah But telling bitches that you'll always be
my [Eb] missus And the hardest part about the fucking business
is minding [Bbm] your own, uh And every time I try and [Eb] break it off
We just yelling till we're tired, then I break [Bbm] you off
It's useless, all this fighting, let's get [Eb] past it now
Even when I throw them deuces, you just send a back [Fm] around
Your wrists and [Eb] fingers [Fm] glistening, ice cold like [Cm] Michigan
Hey, look at what [Db] we living in, here we go with this [Fm] again
I just keep [Eb] on talking, [Fm] but I guess that you [Bb] ain't [Cm] listening
Rather run [Bbm] around with them nothing ass [Cm] bitches [Fm] then
Go on, got me high, smoking like a chimney We used to be [Db] best friends, now we're [Fm] seen
We finna be enemies, deep inside [Eb] it's killing [Fm] me
But soon it's gonna be killing [Cm] you To see her in [Db] that juicy turd, no [Fm] that's
gonna hurt your feelings, boo Ah ha, [Cm] he [Fm] ain't you, think you would be over
me By now, so you go [Db] sleeping with them clowns
They [Ab] are no relief, she spoke her piece, I know caprice
So love must be [Gm] let go, release, into [Eb] the wind
Again, again, them deuces, [Fm] I'ma show you peace
You [Eb] know [Fm] what, yo?
_ [Cm] You a bitch
You should [Db] have a travel agent, cause you [Fm] a trip
You should [Eb] make [Fm] your own toilet tissue, [Eb] since you the shit
But all [Bbm] you got is some fucking [Fm] issues, you fucking bitch
[Eb] I [Fm] hate niggas, but I love [Cm] your mom Give her [Db] a kiss for me, her second [Ab]
son
Get [Gm] your mind [Ab] right, baby, yo, get your [Gm] shit [Eb] together
You gon' be hot a little while, I'ma be rich [Fm] forever
Girls seduces, they come in [Cm] deuces But when I cut [Db] them off, they always become
[Fm] a nuisance Niggas take [Eb] my [Fm] old flows, and they take my
[Eb] old swag He just took [Bbm] my old bitch, and turned it
to his [Fm] new bitch _ [Eb] I'm [Fm] stupid, but I won't get my drama [Cm] on
What I'm dealing [Db] with is too real [Bbm] for me [Ab] to comment on
They finally got it through my head, not [Gm] to run my [Eb] mouth
So when y'all talk about you know who I don't know, who you [Cm] [Fm] talking about?
According to [Cm] my [Fm] old bitch, I be on some new [Cm] ish
She was on [Db] some old ish, now I got a new [Fm] bitch
Think I give [Eb] two, [Fm] you ain't gon' [Eb] do
Meet my two [Bbm] fingers, intro, [Fm] deuces, deuces [Eb] [Fm] If you knew better, you do [Cm] better
Wanna give [Db] the middle finger, but I got [Ab] two better
Girl, you gon' diss me even though you know it's wrong
[Bb] Girl, [Eb] you gon' diss me, and show me I'm wrong
Rizzy [Fm]
voice, now [Eb] I'm Ghost [Fm] Baby, four-door [Cm] Rizzy Royce
Tryna [Db] work it out, might be a bad business choice
I'm bout my [Eb] [Fm] business, boys, plus I [Ebm] make [Cm]
paper Come on, [Bbm] that's old news, _ [Fm] yesterday's paper
Who you [Eb] [Fm] talking?
What about?
[Cm] If it ain't high, I kept you [Db] scuttered out
[Ab] Your mind's well, shut your mouth You never [Gm] score [Ab] another me, I [Gm] shut it out
[Eb] Act like it's gum in your head, girl, [Fm] cut it out
Got a pocket full [Cm] of hundreds, [Fm] she the only one [Cm] that's missing
Got a bucket full of [Db] ice, and I watch the gold with it
Gotta race a [Eb] Lamborghini, [Fm] have my homies scared to [Cm] drive
Haters better put they [Bbm] heads down, they know that boy be fly
[Fm]
All the charter [Cm] planes, [Fm] now I'm talking ball of slang
[Cm] R-O-C-A-Y, [Db] on the wall in that hall [Ab] of fame I let my [Gm] denim [Ab] sag, red [Gm] Louis belt
[Eb] How can you love me, baby?
First you gotta [Fm] love yourself
The farewell email, from [Cm] female But I'm [Fm] a player, I ain't gon' tell you all
the details What it [Eb] entails, [Fm] it's hard to say, [Bbm] like selling
[Cm] seashells By the [Bbm] seashore, but she's not a [Fm] bore
But neither a [Eb] whore, [Fm] who needs to know more?
[Cm]
How you can't [Db] ignore, but want to open the door
[Ab]
For, or, when in your favorite [Gm] store [Eb] You leave with all them shopping bags
And half of it ain't yours [Fm]
I did things [Eb] for, [Fm] ain't rich, ain't poor
[Cm]
Wanted to do [Db] more, but hell, I [Ab] just say no [Fm] Well enough to know if [Eb] this was [Fm] all that she came [Eb] for
But enough to know tonight, excited, she came for
[Fm]
Times, in [Eb] my [Fm] cousin's house to see if I was there
Get [Cm] your minds out [Db] the gutter, man We out here [Ab] trying to have a good time
And here I am, all heavy with the [Eb] words, where Somebody that's a nerd, likely fast forward
But shit, [Fm] they act for it It's hard [Eb] to throw up [Fm] the deuces
Cause when your note [Cm] is juicy You start to [Db] sound like Confucius
When making up [Ab] excuses Chase the boosters, took the track, gone
[Eb] I gotta find me a new locomotive Stop making [Fm] sad songs
I'm listening to the shit, I'm talking my deuces Go out [Db] to [Bbm] her
[Fm] I'm moving on to something better, _ better, better _
[Cm] No more [Bbm] trying to make it work [Fm] You make me wanna say bye-bye, say bye-bye, say bye [Bbm]-bye to her
[Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [Ab] _ _ [D] _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ [Eb] _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ [Fm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Cm] _
_ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _

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