Chords for Tommie Feat. Blac Youngsta "Cheat On Me" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)

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[Db] Take me for a kiss, take me for a kiss, take me for a kiss
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Black kid , lay your money down on [N] the stairs, ho
Lay your money down on the stairs, ho
You know I don't read like your daddy, no
You know I don't fuck with your mama, no
I don't even know why I fuck with your hoe
Oh, you comin' with too much drama
_ Black nigga played outside, I'm in front of the teacher, gang, _ gang
Black bitch, I fuck how I fuck that bitch on in the bleachers, ho
Last shootout I was in, I was front row squeezing
_ Black nigga disrespect me, I don't think this nigga breathing
In my dick ATL bitch, she got some ass to throw
She might just put up on you.
I think you should call her if you got some cash to blow.
She a little fancy hoe
Yeah, yeah, she a little nasty hoe.
When I put up on my plug with her, she be like pass the dough
Nigga, did my bitch run weed, but she's sexin' with it.
Fine, you know that ain't your money, why you fleecin' with it?
Nigga, you can't pick up, but you sexin' with it?
So, shut up hoe, when I come home, you ain't naked with it.
Ho, cheat on me hoe, I'll kill you.
Gang, gang, cheat on me nigga, I'll kill you.
Gang, lay your money down, I'ma steal it.
Ho, I ain't fuckin' around severe.
Ho, I'm real like your daddy.
No, you know I don't fuck with your momma.
No, I don't even know why I fuck with you.
No, ho, you coming with too much drama.
Ho, cheat on me hoe, I'll kill you.
Gang, gang, cheat on me hoe, I'll kill you.
Gang, lay your money down, I'ma steal it.
Ho, lay your money down, I'ma steal it.
Ho, you know I'm real like your daddy.
No, you know I don't fuck with your momma.
No, I don't even know why I fuck with you.
Ho, you coming with too much drama.
Bitch, I ain't your custody hoe.
What the fuck you keep uncovering me through?
Thinking I'm cheating and telling you lies, but you the one suffering through
Live it up, bitch, you need a tool to claim you a gangster, bitch, I'm a shooter
[Fm] Talking about how you gon' beat up that pussy, boy, you know you coming quicker than an Uber
You fabricated, bitch, we never dated, I went in your pockets right after you ate it
You slept like a baby, I left you outskated, get out of your feelings, that shit is contagious
_ Bitch, I live in the cast, got maids in the car
Feed that nigga White Castle, glistening his ass right back on the mortar
[Bb] You fucking up, roasting your barber, bitch, all on my lawn like a salsa, nigga
Yeah, you got some for this tour to come back on your dick and money get larger, nigga
I want the diamond kicks, I got a bitch in a six, I got homies in the feds
They got shackles on they wrists, she don't mean how I kiss, she don't mean nigga I kill
Lay your money down, [Ebm] I'ma spit it, I ain't fucking around, I'm serious
You know I don't really like your daddy, you know I don't fuck with your mama
I don't even know why I fuck with you, you come with too much drama
She don't mean how I kiss, she don't mean how I kiss
Lay your money down, I'ma spit it, you _ _ know I don't really like your daddy
You know I don't fuck with your mama, I don't even know why I fuck with you
You come with too much drama _ _
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