Sweetest Pie Chords by Megan Thee Stallion, Dua Lipa

[D] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
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_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
I'm gonna [Bm] give you [Am] a bite of [C] the [G] sweetest pie.
Baby, we can [F#] go fast.
I'll drive and you just [A] lay back.
I got the flavor, [Am] the last, yeah, [D#] the sweetest [G] pie.
I might take you [F#] home with us.
I might give you [F#m]
all of it when you choke [Am] on it.
Ooh, the [D] sweetest [G] pie.
Ooh, this is the ride of [F#] your life.
Hold on, cause baby, [F#m] I might, I might just give you [Am] a bite of [F#] the sweetest pie.
[G] Baby, I'm the sweetest.
Izzy is the meanest.
[F#] Hot girl shit, but I'm cold every season.
[Bm] Floyd got that pipe, let him buzz it till it's leapin'.
[Am] Booty like a pillow, he could [D] use it while he's sleepin'.
Look, don't be going through my phone cause that's the old [F#] me.
Ain't the only one, tryna be my one and [A] only.
Real thick, moving slow, that body like [Am] Codeine.
He a flavor, but for Megan, he cutting the whole [Bm] team.
That body, looking nice.
[F#] I got cake and I know he wanna slice.
I [F#m] wish a nigga would try to put me on ice.
I ain't never [G] had to chase dick in my life.
I want that nasty, that freaky [F#] stuff.
Live under my bed and keep [F#m] up.
That hand-slin' girl, don't let him eat me [Am] up.
Uh, [D#] uh, uh, [D] uh, uh.
Ooh, [G] this is the ride of [F#] your life.
Hold on, cause baby, [F#m] I might, I might just give you [Am] a bite of [B] the sweetest [G] pie.
Ooh, baby, we can [F#] go fast.
I'll grab and you just [F#m] lay back.
I got the flavor, [Am] the lesson, yeah, [F#] the sweetest [Bm] pie.
I might take you [F#] home with us.
I might give you [F#m]
all of it.
Come get your [Am] blues up, [D#] the sweetest [G] pie.
Ooh, this is the ride of [F#] your life.
Hold on, cause baby, [F#m] I might, I might just give you [A] a bite of [D] the sweetest [G] pie.
_ You [F#] got me hung up from across [B] the room.
_ I'm [Am] so high that I'm on [D] another altitude.
_ And on [F#] my cloud, I got some space [A] for you.
Got a taste [Am] for you.
_ [G] Ayy.
Boom, bounce to the ounce.
Pick it up, put it [F#] down.
Wanna put his nutty buddy in my Budge [B] round.
Tight than a bitch, he ain't had it like [Am] this.
Toes killin' like they [A] throwin' gang signs on [G] Crip.
One thing about me, I ain't takin' no [F#] shit.
He will.
I know he's pissin' off his old [A] bitch.
Cesar, Milan, I got his ass [Am] trained.
Try to let a dog know who [G] really runnin' things.
_ _ _ [F#] You've never been [E] to heaven, _ [Am] have you?
_ [D]
Ooh, [G] this is the ride of [F#] your life.
Hold on, cause baby, [F#m] I might, I might just give you [Am] a bite of [B] the sweetest [G] pie.
Ooh, baby, we can [F#] go fast.
I'll drive and you just [F#m] lay back.
I got the flavor of [Am] the last, yeah, [F#] the sweetest [Bm] pie.
I might take you [F#] home with us.
I might give you [F#m] all of it.
I'm gonna get you [Am] all for yourself.
[D#] The sweetest [G] pie.
Ooh, this is the ride of [F#] your life.
Hold on, cause baby, [F#m] I might, I might just give you [Am] a bite _ [D#] of the sweetest [D] pie.
_ _ _ [F#] _ We're finna get the party [A] lit.
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