Chords for Kid Suda - Hide Your Daughters [OFFICIAL 2021]

_ _ _ Hey, I got some dog ass tendancy.
_ _ _ _ [F] _ [F#] You [E] better hide your daughters.
[A] _ You better hide [F] your daughters.
[E] You better hide your daughters.
You better hide [Dm] your daughters.
You [Em] [E] better hide your daughters.
Cause I'm coming for them.
I don't make it rain, I make it thunderstorm.
Don't worry, she's with me, I keep her safe and warm.
[F] Consider [E] yourself good and wound, you better hide your daughters.
Call me Casanova, I'm something like a pimp.
But I don't got no cane, and I don't walk with no limp.
But I got a silver tongue, top hoes ride up they clothes.
Perked up in the hotel room, some lines of the blow right up they nose.
My skin is solid white, but I like rockin' black.
I be lookin' fresh as fuck, it's opposite the track.
You think I'm rollin' broke, you must be smokin' crack.
Put seven greens in the blunt and light it up, I roll it fast.
Hoes [A] blowin' on my phone, they won't leave me alone.
They know that I'm a dog, and they [E] wanna play with my phone.
And they don't see nothin' [A] wrong with a little bit of bump and [F] grind.
I'm a smash on the sweet sweet [E] ass, I ain't lookin' for love, I'm tryin' to have a good time.
Ain't [A] tryin' to floss the front, just tryin' to let you know.
If you hear that I'm in town, boy you better [E] stay on your toes.
And you better lock all your doors, cause you already know the [F] deal.
I'm the latest [E] man for real.
You better hide your [A] daughters.
You better [F] hide your daughters.
You [E] better hide your daughters.
[A] You better [F] hide your daughters.
[Em] You [E] better hide your daughters.
Cause I'm comin' for em'.
I don't make it rain, I make it thunderstorm.
Don't worry, she's with me, I keep her safe and [F] warm.
Consider [E] yourself good and warm, you better hide your daughters.
Okay, I'm not the ideal son-in-law.
I got your daughter smokin' weed and poppin' Adderall.
Sometimes she even likes to bring her little friends along.
I'm sure that daddy hates me too, so you ain't lonely now.
One thirty in the morning, pull up in front of your house.
I blink my headlights twice, your daughter's slidin' out.
Back came in lookin' right, I had to call the first.
Took her back to the crib, found out your daughter squirts.
I [A] gave her ass that word, yes sir she wearin' [F] dessert.
I busted on her face, then [E] I wiped her with a shirt.
Got [A] the whole thing on my phone, [E] let all my homies see it.
Then we passed her around like a goddamn blunt man, you wouldn't believe it.
[A] But I'm not tryin' to keep her, no sir I bring her [F] home.
Park in your driveway, lean my seat [E] back and get me some dome.
But please don't hate me [A] for it, no need in gettin' [F] mad.
One day I might even [E] call you dad.
Ooh, you better hide your daughters.
Lock and key.
You better hide your daughters.
Or she comin' with me.
You better hide your daughters.
Lock and key.
You better [Dm] hide your daughters.
[E] Or she comin' with me.
You better hide your daughters.
Cuz why?
Cuz I'm comin' for em.
I don't make it rain, I make it thunderstorm.
[A] Don't worry if she's with me, [F] I keep her safe and warm.
Consider [E] yourself good and warm, you better hide your daughters.
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