Chords for Megan Thee Stallion - Cry Baby (feat. DaBaby) [Official Video]

_ _ _ I look better than you. _
No, bitch.
I look better than you. _
Well, at least my [N] breath don't smell like a can
of bounce that ass.
Girl, the whole hood know your armpits smell
like a pork chop sandwich.
_ Pork chop sandwich!
_ Bah! _
_ _ _ _ _ Bah!
Bah!
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_ _ _ Bah! _ _ _
_ _ My girl shit. _
D.A. got that.
[Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
That ain't the baby.
That's my baby.
Her friends and her mom hate, bro.
Lay down on the bed, do the crybaby.
Mm.
She ain't gave me [Bb] none of that puss in a [Eb] while.
She had to go away, and I don't mind waiting.
Oh, you ain't going to respond to my text?
Oh, yeah.
Homie, keep on my diamonds and six.
What's your name?
Keyshia Key.
Jazmine Jans.
Kiera.
Nigga, go!
Jesus.
Ask me.
Ask me.
Sierra.
Sarah.
She got her hands on her knees with her ass in the air.
Who that little bitch with Claire?
If her friends ain't around to record it,
she been overshake that little ass in the mirror.
Like, uh, uh.
What an nigga got to do for your number?
Shorty came through with that hair so good,
I said, fucking, [Dbm] I ain't using no rubber.
Wait, she made that ass bounce [Eb] like I love her.
Got that ass in that mouth from her mother.
Type to make you bae mad, you in trouble.
NBA [Bb] playoffs, that ass, it's a bubble.
Uh-uh.
Uh-uh.
Come on.
Come on.
[E] Uh-uh.
Throw that ass back.
That ain't the baby.
[Eb] That's my baby.
Her friends and her mom hate me.
Go!
Lay down on the bed, do the crybaby.
Go.
She ain't gave me nothing to puss in a while.
She had to go away, and I don't mind waiting.
Oh, you ain't going to respond to my text?
Oh, yeah.
Homie, keep on my diamonds and six.
What's your name?
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Real hot girl shit.
Ay.
[Ebm] Ay. _
[Eb] Lay on my stomach, to the up, do the crybaby.
Look back, hold it open.
Now he annihilated.
Morning like a bitch when he hit this pussy.
Damn, he probably want to wear my hoodie.
Choke me, spank me, look at me, thank me.
If I give it to another nigga, he'll hate me.
Fat slur, getting their words.
Fell too fast for me, now the nigga hurt.
Deeper, deeper, I need a reaper.
Thought I was in trouble, how he tearing them cheeks up?
He me a freak, who the four-velvet of the week?
If I make up the rules, then I go fix Jeannie.
Jordan, Tommy, Timothy, Gang, Michael, Jonathan,
Brin, and Sarah.
Bitch trying to brag about taking my man?
Ha!
I needed me a nigga over here.
Uh-uh.
Don't fuck me like that.
Don't fuck me like this.
Yeah.
Aye, his friends and his dad hate me.
I broke his little heart, he a crybaby.
If I ain't let him hit the pussy by now,
then that nigga lame if he still [Ebm] waiting.
I ain't even save your number.
Boom.
[Eb] So no, I can't reply to no text.
I'll make him cry about the pussy.
Probably why my shit's so low. _ _ _ _
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