Accordi - Body - Sean Paul ft. Migos

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Testo e accordi per chitarra di Sean Paul ft. Migos

Introduzione: Sean Paul & Quavo

S to the P
Ayy, ayy
Don Carleon
Migos and Sean Paul in the buildin'
Mally Mall
And you know we smoke blunts to the face
Because
Everybody sayin' up, up away

[Coro: Sean Paul & Quavo]
                 Bm                                         A
My girl got the body where you got 12 more than 'bout a billion
Ayy, ayy
             Bm
Just wanna feel ya
Ayy, ayy
           D
And get familiar, ayy
   Bm                                        A
The body where you got 12 more than 'bout a trillion
              Bm
I just wanna feel ya
Oh
          D
I wanna steal ya, girl

[Verse 1: Offset]
(Offset!)
     Bm                        A
She gorgeous, I'ma pay her mortgage (gorgeous, mortage)
      Bm                                      D  
I'ma buy you Christian Louboutin you can't afford it (Louboutin)
         Bm                                 A
Take you on a trip 'cause I know that your nigga borin' (borin')
           Bm                                  D
Christian Dior scrapin' on the floor when we boardin' (we boardin')
          Bm                              A
Her booty roll and she go slow motion, I stroke it (woah)
          Bm                                   D
There's somethin' 'bout you, you know you special, you golden (special)
          Bm                             A
Smoking ganj like I’m Willy Nelson in Belgium (ganj')
          Bm                           D
Come and ride with a G, fly than a feather (ride)
          Bm                             A
Hit it from the back, I'm bussin' like Barettas (nah)
       Bm                              D
Pulled up in my Lamborghini when I’m outin' (skrrt)
     Bm                            A    
You nigga kept on cheatin' and I know you fed up (woah)
           Bm                                       D
If you wanna keep your lady, better keep your bread up (cash)
      Bm                           A      
I had her in my mansion, told her put her legs up (smash)
           Bm                               D
Hit the bell wrapped her in Chanel from her head up (Chanel)
  Bm                                
Girl, you just like an angel, did you come from heaven?

[Bridge: Sean Paul]
             Bm                 A
You keep it hot with your body, hot with your clothes
 Bm                      D        
Love all of that, wanna give me the pose
Bm                        A
Hot, hot with your body, hot with your clothes
Bm                       D
Love all of that, wanna give me the pose
Bm                                    A
Like girl, let me take you upon an evening cruise
Bm                          D
'Til you see we just can't lose
Bm                          A
Giddy up, giddy up
Bm                      D
Baby girl, don't get confused

[Coro: Sean Paul & Quavo]
                 Bm                                         A
My girl got the body where you got 12 more than 'bout a billion
Ayy, ayy
             Bm
Just wanna feel ya
Ayy, ayy
           D
And get familiar, ayy
   Bm                                        A
The body where you got 12 more than 'bout a trillion
              Bm
I just wanna feel ya
Oh
          D
I wanna steal ya, girl

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
     Bm                                                        A
The way that you're talkin', I figured, girl, you look familiar (huh?)
 Bm                                      D
Live in luxury, babe, we not regular civilians
 Bm                             A
I'm a superhero, but once a villain, wanting the millions
Bm                                          D
Got them notice every time that we in the buildin' (ayy)
Bm                            A  
Walkin' in with them Balmains, out in designer
       Bm                                                A
And I fathered all you niggas 'cause rappers, y'all my sons
               Bm                              D    
Don't care that if they catchin' you, you gon' be number one
                Bm                           A          
Came from the bum, servin' crumb, fuckin' bitches early on

[Verse 3: Quavo]
Ayy, ayy
Bm                           A
Hundreds of bottles and beautiful models (hunnids)
Bm                      D
I wanna sing to her, Quavo Sinatra (brrr)
Bm                            A
She know that I'm young but she lovin' my posture (ayy)
Bm                            D
She told me get rid of my chicks on my roster (woo)
Bm                   A      
Okay, okay, okay (okay)
Bm                             D            
It's cool, girl, whatever you say (whatever you say)
Bm                                 A
She catch a body 'cause she have a AK (rah, rah, rah)
Bm                                 D
She catch a body 'cause she have a AK (pop, pop)
         Bm                
And she won't sell work
                           A            Bm                  D
She gon' ride against the world 'cause that's my girl (skrrt)
Bm                            A
Celiné bag was her dream bag (dream)
Bm                                       D
When she woke up in the mornin', let her seen that

[Bridge: Sean Paul]
             Bm                 A
You keep it hot with your body, hot with your clothes
 Bm                      D        
Love all of that, wanna give me the pose
Bm                        A
Hot, hot with your body, hot with your clothes
Bm                       D
Love all of that, wanna give me the pose
Bm                                    A
Like girl, let me take you upon an evening cruise
Bm                          D
'Til you see we just can't lose
Bm                          A
Giddy up, giddy up
Bm                      D
Baby girl, don't get confused

[Coro: Sean Paul & Quavo]
                 Bm                                         A
My girl got the body where you got 12 more than 'bout a billion
Ayy, ayy
             Bm
Just wanna feel ya
Ayy, ayy
           D
And get familiar, ayy
   Bm                                        A
The body where you got 12 more than 'bout a trillion
              Bm
I just wanna feel ya
Oh
          D
I wanna steal ya, girl