Chords for Shotty Horroh ft Tyler Daley - No Need To Talk [Music Video]

_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ I like big doggies and crazy women Can't believe I'm the same kid in them baby
pictures When I was young I used to wanna fuck my babysitter
Make a baby with her and then make the bitch babysitter
Had no plot to piss in, still it never stopped me wishing
I said I wanna be a rapper, they didn't wanna listen
The clubs was ticking and time told them I wasn't kidding
[Bm] Had to forest [Em] rip it and fight my way to the top position
Optimism, see with more than my optic vision Chopper than a boxer, sensors are some love
to pincers I guess at some point we all ask for [Bm] God's
forgiveness Well being [Em] happy is my motherfucking [Bm] job description
Wait, chronic, great, late, great, Nate, dog salute
Back to the business, no secondary office suit
Coming from an area full of druggies and prostitutes
To be in this success and living life how I [C] wanna do
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_ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ I'm [G] on it all, we [Em] don't need to talk All I ever wanted was to see my people ball
And not to smoke my sticky icky icky all day bitch
Chinkin' out we made it, can't believe we made it
Bitch I'm on it all, we don't need to talk All I ever wanted was to see my people ball
And not to smoke my sticky icky icky all day bitch
Chinkin' out we made it, can't believe we made it
_ Some people say that we don't speak enough I'm tryna keep in touch while hold it down
and keep it up How could I leave you, you kept it real
since we was pops Got so many stories, when we quit we [Bm] could
really support Hey, [Em] I used to wanna beat my teachers up
Them hypocrites didn't really teach me much Like fuck that lesson, banish reefer up
My Machiavelli CD's bumping, someone turn them speakers up
My oldest homie, if you're playing then you play for peeps
How could I catch him sleep, I'm too busy chasing dreams
Got a woman laying naked in my favorite sheets Still I gotta go, cause time is money
Ain't a day that's free Shit's real, you can grow up with a person
But when they see you shine they can spot you too
I've you mad at, so I just keep my people count low
They was really that, [G] so I guarantee to make everyone [C] a familiar ass
All I still [D] be, [C] here baby
[G] Bitch I want it all, [Em] we don't need to talk All I ever wanted was to see my people ball
And I just smoke my sticky icky icky all day Bitch, singin' out we made it, can't believe we made it
Bitch I want it all, we don't need to talk All I ever wanted was to see my people ball
And I just smoke my sticky icky icky all day Bitch, singin' out we made it, _
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_ believe we made it _ _ _ _ _