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Young Thug - Do U Love Me

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[Intro]
Eb Ab Cm Fm
Eb Ab Cm Fm

[Pre-Chorus]
Eb Ab
Rose gold Rolex, who you are
Cm Fm
They don’t know, who you are
Eb Ab
Vroom, adios, I steer a foreign car, ho
Cm Fm
Shawty mine, finesse her right out her barcode
Eb Cm
She get clean like Windex when she want to
Cm Fm
She can read a nigga’s texts when she want to
Eb Ab
No tats up on your shirt, she’ll never want you
Cm Fm
Hop out the Benz coupe

[Chorus]
Eb Ab
Fuck me, suck me
Cm Fm
L-O-V-E, do you love me?
Eb Ab
In the tubby, poppin’ bubbly
Cm Fm
Smokin’ musty, I love me
Eb Ab
Love, lo-lo-love, love, love, love me
Cm Fm
Fall deep in love, love, love with me
Eb Ab
Baby girl come suck me and fuck me
Cm Fm
Drankin’ bubbly, we get thuggish and rugged

[Refrain]
Eb Ab
Tell ’em who you are
Cm Fm
Don’t you know who we are?
Eb Ab
These women know who we are
Cm Fm
Plenty Benjamins on me and my squad
Eb Ab
When you a prince, nigga, your doors ajar
Cm Fm
Actin’ like you don’t know who we are, but you do
Eb Ab
I know you know who she was
Cm Fm
Twerk it, babe, real slow-motion, slow

[Verse 1]
Eb Ab
Roll slow, roll slow-motion
Cm Fm
Lick your body while I give you a massage
Eb Ab
Ain’t talkin’ Nicki, I’m ’bout to have a Menage à …
Cm Fm
Trois, on my face, all day
Eb Ab
Hold up, got a K, ’bout to spray
Cm Fm
Hold up, bust in her hair, Milky Way
Eb Ab
Hold up, kick shit, Johnny Cage, yeah
Cm Fm
Hold up, she the bomb like a damn grenade
Eb Ab
Hold up, light skate, intake
Cm Fm
Turnt, outta state, in state
Eb Ab
Burnt out bitch, stop, ayy
Cm Fm
You need, yeah, lessons, watch, bae (watch bae)
Eb Ab
You thinkin’, yeah, I’m broke, you need to, awake (fool)
Cm Fm
A hundred, racks, three, a week (cash)
Eb Ab
Say no to freaks, I count it, like geeks (yeah)
Cm
It’s mounted, with T’s
Fm
I ain’t gotta remind these hoes

[Refrain]
Eb Ab
They know who we are
Cm Fm
Do you know who we are?
Eb Ab
These women know who we are
Cm Fm
Plenty Benjamins on me and my squad
Eb Ab
When you a prince, nigga, your doors ajar
Cm Fm
Actin’ like you don’t know who we are, but you do
Eb Ab
I know you know who she was
Cm Fm
Twerk it, babe, real slow-motion, slow

[Verse 2]
Eb Ab
Money green like camouflage
Cm Fm
STD, I’m takin’ over your ward
Eb Ab
Homegirl fine, body smooth and all
Cm Fm
Planned on havin’ more kids than God, damn
Eb Ab
I turned up her closet, now she look like a Barbie
Cm Fm
Now my drinks are clean, I fill ’em up with that oil
Eb Ab
Bumped my self esteem and now I think I’m adored
Cm Fm
Let me in the door or else I’ll come through the walls (walls)
Eb Ab Cm
I haven’t lied in days, for you
Fm
Treatin’ myself like I got AIDS for you
Eb Ab Cm Fm
I ain’t fuck none of these lil’ girls like I got AIDS for you, ayy
Eb Ab Cm
I got nine lives, I’ll blaze for you
Fm
I’ll set it down in days for you
Eb Ab
Shawty pubics, shaved
Cm Fm
Her eyes hazel, too

[Pre-Chorus]
Eb Ab
Rose gold Rolex, who you are
Cm Fm
They don’t know, who you are
Eb Ab
Vroom, adios, I steer a foreign car, ho
Cm Fm
Shawty mine, finesse her right out her barcode
Eb Cm
She get clean like Windex when she want to
Cm Fm
She can read a nigga’s texts when she want to
Eb Ab
No tats up on your shirt, she’ll never want you
Cm Fm
Hop out the Benz coupe

[Chorus]
Eb Ab
Fuck me, suck me
Cm Fm
L-O-V-E, do you love me?
Eb Ab
In the tubby, poppin’ bubbly
Cm Fm
Smokin’ musty, I love me
Eb Ab
Love, lo-lo-love, love, love, love me
Cm Fm
Fall deep in love, love, love with me
Eb Ab
Baby girl come suck me and fuck me
Cm Fm
Drankin’ bubbly, we get thuggish and rugged

Ayy We got London On Da Track Ayy Rose gold Rolex, who you are They don't know, who you are Vroom, adiós, I steer a foreign car, ho Shawty mine, finesse her right out a barcode She get clean like Windex when she want to She the reason nigga's text when she want to No tats up on your shirt, she'll never want you Hop out the Benz coupe Fuck me, suck me L-O-V-E, do you love me? In the tubby, poppin' bubbly Smokin' musty, I love me Love, lo-lo-love, love, love, love me Fall deep in love, love, love with me Baby girl come suck me and fuck me Drankin' bubbly, we get thuggish and rugged To the moon, you are Don't you know who we are? These women know who we are Plenty Benjamins on me and my squad When you a prince, nigga, your doors ajar Actin' like you don't know who we are, but you do I know you know who she was Twerk it, babe, real slow, move your hips slow Roll slow, roll slow, move shit Lick your body while I give you a massage Ain't talkin' Nicki, I'm 'bout to have a menage-et Trois, on my face, all day Hold up, got a K, 'bout to spray Hold up, bust in her hair, Milky Way Hold up, kick shit, Johnny Cage, yeah Hold up, she the bond like a [?] Hold up, light skate, intake Turnt, outta state, in state Burnt out bitch, stop, ayy You need, yeah, lessons, watch, bae (watch bae) You thinkin', yeah, I'm broke, you need to, awake (fool) A hundred, racks, three, a week (cash) Say love the freaks, I count it, like geeks (yeah) It's mounted, with tease I ain't gotta remind these hoes They know who we are Do you know who we are? These women know who we are Plenty Benjamins on me and my squad When you a prince, nigga, your doors ajar Actin' like you don't know who we are, but you do I know you know who she was Twerk it, babe, real slow, move your hips slow Money green like camouflage STD, I'm takin' over your ward Homegirl fine, body smooth and all Planned on havin' more kids than God, damn I draped up her closet, now she look like a Barbie Now my drinks are clean, I fill 'em up with that oil Bumped my self esteem and now I think I'm adored Let me through the door or else I'll come through the walls (walls) I haven't slide in days, for you Treatin' myself like I got AIDS for you I ain't fuck none of these girls like I got AIDS for you, ayy I got nine lives, I'll blaze for you I'll set it down in days for you Shawty pubics, shave it Her eyes hazel, too Rose gold Rolex, who you are They don't know, who you are Vroom, adiós, I steer a foreign car, ho Shawty mine, finesse her right out a barcode She get clean like Windex when she want to She the reason nigga's text when she want to No tats up on your shirt, she'll never want you Hop out the Benz coupe Fuck me, suck me L-O-V-E, do you love me? In the tubby, poppin' bubbly Smokin' musty, I love me Love, lo-lo-love, love, love, love me Fall deep in love, love, love with me Baby girl come suck me and fuck me Drankin' bubbly, we get thuggish and rugged
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