Party Next Door ft Drake-Over Here Chords

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_ _ _ _ [Abm] You'll be looking for _ me [E] while I'm writing it.
I'm ready [Abm] to whip you on it.
[Db] Yeah, [Ab] yeah.
All I ever asked for was patience.
All I ever asked came none.
[Abm] Patience, I'm a zealot, but [Db] mostly patience.
[Abm] You can use it anyway.
I swear I used to keep you fadin'.
Now you're waiting for somebody, but girl, it's better than this.
_ [Ab] We was used to doing big things.
Now you're waiting for somebody, but girl, it's better than [Abm] this.
Pop me champagne over here.
Girl, ain't anything over [Ab] here.
Throw money fast over [Abm] here.
Throwing nice cash over here.
[Ab] Pop me champagne over here.
Girl, ain't anything over here.
[Abm] Throw money fast over here.
Throwing nice cash over [B] here.
[Abm] Me and my niggas bucking head first.
You supposed to be there when my head hurt.
Used to be going out hard league.
Now we want a party celebration on me.
Well, what's up?
Pay homage.
I roll through the city like young Shaq Muhammad.
It can't be that hard to find us.
Go to jungle, pick up my Ethiopian goddess.
That's where word spreader Bugatti is in the projects.
The boy home.
Used to take the bus to the [Ab] block.
Now summertime whips come through and bust the block.
I remember seeing niggas have to bust up a [Abm] block
and then sell the work right to hush.
Y'all niggas must have forgot.
But I was there, and I was done shit.
[Ab] Couple things set on my conscience.
With that said, look at all we accomplished.
And sure, this ain't comping, but this ain't a fairytale land neither.
We all lost [Abm] mad people to city wild.
They gave the task to a purposeful child.
Verses start to get a little more [Ab] personal now.
But that's because everybody else sounding so played [Abm] out, though.
Oliver North in the cut, though, chained out, though.
A thousand dollar bottle, it get poured straight [Ab] out, though.
I'm screaming OVO on the whole way out, though.
I'm back, boy, for real.
I'm that, boy, [Eb] for real.
I got hits, nigga.
You just a bat, boy, for real.
Backwoods get peeled.
I [Gb] smoke away all the tears.
Nothing was the same, man, including y'all careers.
[Abm] The new cash money, the new Rockefeller.
Bunch of young rich niggas turn around if you're jealous. What?
I'm in champagne over here.
Girl, ain't anything over here.
[Ab] Throwing money [Abm] fast over here.
Throwing nice cash over here.
Ah, this card.
[Db] I'm in champagne over [Abm] here. One turn.
Girl, ain't anything over here.
Two [Ab] turn.
Throwing money fast over here.
Throwing nice cash over here.
I'm digging [Ab] this, son.
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