Chords for Fabolous - Diced Pineapples Feat Trey Songz Cassie [Soul Tape 2]

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[F#] _ Hello, _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
what you doing tonight?
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[F#m] Shorty so cold, pussy when it fresh [C#m] Reservations to eat and you my dinner guest
Shorty clean [F#] up nice, never been a mess [G#m] Can take a little pain I see them tattoos
in her flesh [F#] But I ain't tryna hurt her cause I always
been the best At [E] making my shorty feel it till she feel
it in her chest [F#] Sex excellent, [D] get a hundred when I test
I'm a fan of her talent so I always been impressed
[F#m] Sex in the city on my black satin sheets [C#] Wet as hurricane sandy on these Manhattan
streets [F#]
Lit a few candles like my power hadn't reached
[G#m] Then I took it places that her last nigga hadn't reached
[F#] Bitch so bad, know her parents went through hell
[G] Smart mouth, when we argue you [A#] can swear she went to hell
[D] I wanna touch her, not using my hands Make her dance without using the bands
[C#] Call me crazy, sugar at least you call me _ Feel better when you live it out, want it
[A] boy Know it's easy to [G#m] get caught up in the morning
When you say it cause you mad [C#m] and you take it all back
Then [F#m] we fuck all night till things get [E] right _ Then _ _ we fuck all night till things get [D] right
The _
_ _ [F#m] club poppin' butt, she ain't tryna go there [C#] Her friends know where she goin' every time she tell em' nowhere
I'm the only one that get up in that VIP My money grown baby, ain't no need to see [F#] ID
Slide her somethin' just to come through, host [E] money
At least niggas know you gettin' to the most [D] money
Club my place, you wear what you wanna wear But you overdressed if you wearin' [F#m] underwear
Now turn up, couple J's to burn up [G#m] Couple spots to hide out
Now let that playlist fly down where I [F#] live on Sunday
Yo place Monday, [G#m] her hand in my pants [C#m] Call it out Monday _
[F#] Pull it out like a pistol yo Kissin' on the balls [A#] like a dick in Mississippi
Told [Dm] her do that thing I like, bet she listen yo
Bad bitch, good girl, I'm ridin' Christmas though, [C#] nice
Call me crazy, sugar at least you call me _ Feel better when you live it out, want it [A] boy
Know it's easy to get [G#m] caught up in the morning When you say it cause you mad and you take it all back
Then we [F#m] fuck all night till things [C#m] get right [E] _
Then _ _ we fuck [D] all night [A] till [D] things get _ _ right
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ Pussy sweeter than some fresh [C#] fruit She gushin' I drink the best [F#] juice
I'ma drink it till nothin' left to [C#] _ [C#m] When [D#] she playin' with [E] herself too
[F#m] _ I been thinkin' [F#] bout her all [E] day _ She perform like it's [D] Broadway _ _
Yeah we hop in the rain, she off top with the brain Got the windows down broad [F#] day
_ Just look at her spectacular [C#m] Throw her on the stove, [C#] flip her like a spatula
[F#] Other niggas want her but you see them niggas whack to her
[C#m] Side bitch trippin' cause I don't never get back to her
[F#] My bitch like bitches but none of my bitches bad to [E] her
She's a trigger why I never seen you with a bad [D] bitch
Unless it's me then all these other bitches average
100% real, all these bitches is plastic
[F#] Moroccan goddess she walk like she need a ass [C#] kiss _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] Dice pineapples, super fine at you
[C#m] If she givin' heads she throwin' a mine at you
[F#] Fuck these other bitches niggas she don't mind that you do
[E] Might just wanna watch, I ain't talkin' time at you [D] dudes
Never fake it, why they hella frank?
Keep it real with her, yeah that's all she ever want
Somethin' bout the alchemy, [F] she don't ever disappoint
London on the [E] balcony, we bout to smoke another [F#] joint
_ _ Miami on the yacht, [C#] she pullin' on my pistol sayin' [E] how she love my cock
[F#] _ Metaphoric bliss, shawty you the shit
[E] Couple days with her man that's all I ever get
[D] Yeah she got a lil' sister, that's all she ever with
Game like a nigga man that's all she ever spend
[F#] _ _ _
Montreal was our first [C#] time
_ Sweatin' pussy just like the first line, [F#] scars on my back
She left a couple there, [C#] spent a couple stacks
I done bought a couple pairs, [F#] tried to bag mine
My nigga I double dare, [E] never retract statements
Nigga I'm never [D] scared, niggas be switchin' up
But nigga [G#] I'm never weird
_ _ [A] Back on another leer, [F#] I leave you niggas here
All in another [C#] year, all in another lane
All in another [F#] gear, all of you niggas lame
All [C#] of you niggas here, listen up bitch
Niggas bitchin' up, _ _ [F#] guess you doin' what you supposed [E] to
_ Let a real nigga hold [A] you
_ _ Back to my baby girl though
Nigga what?
I [G#] just need you in my world, yo
Call me crazy, shit at least you call me
[C#] Feels better when you in it, I don't [A] employ
Know it's easy to [G#m] get caught up in the moment
When you say it cause you're mad and [C#m] you take it all back
Then we fuck [F#m] all night until things get right
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Then we fuck all night until things get [D] right
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