Troy Ave - She Belongs To The Game Chords [Intro] Am But I love her though! G Em This the part the DJs gonna kill on the intro Dm Em F So sad, so sad, so sad [Chorus] G Am That chick ain't yours G You mighta fucked that girl Em You mighta said you love that girl Em But she belong to the game Dm Em F G Am And when she's with me I let her do her thing G So nigga what you frontin' for? Em Ey nigga what you frontin' for? Em She belong to the game Dm Em F G And when she's with me I let her do her thing [Verse 1] Am I don't be cuffin' these hoes Am I just be bustin these hoes G Got me for messing for dough Em That's just the way that it go Too real nigga in the feel nigga Dm Em F G Porsche 911 with the wood grain creeper Am Drop top boy I ain't tryna save money G It's a damn shame that you tryna save honey Em She just wanna roam Em Give a nigga dome Dm Em F G Without an insecure nigga blowin' up her phone Am Where you at, who you with, whole lotta questions G Got her in a chicken wing no it's not wrestlin' Em Super fly nigga, punk nigga hold the ropes Dm Em F G Baby come through for this body slam, whoah Am She ain't under arrest, let the girl free G Let her come out and fuck with a real g Em H-O-S-T at the crib, power Dm Em Jet jacuzzi, we gettin' dirty in the shower [Chorus] Am That chick ain't yours G You mighta fucked that girl Em You mighta said you love that girl Em But she belong to the game Dm Em F G Am And when she's with me I let her do her thing G So nigga what you frontin' for? Em Ey nigga what you frontin' for? Em She belong to the game Dm Em F G And when she's with me I let her do her thing [Verse 2] Am A crack star turned rap star G I'm that punk G We went to jail and turned Allahu Akbar Em Did it for protection Em I did it with affection Dm Em F G Hit it with that good ol' long hard erection Am Shawty ask 'Why you such a motherfukin' playa?' G Imma text you the answer G I'm gone baby, later Em Out yo door to get bread Dm Em F G When you come home there's no food still you fed Am Up get it, up live it Am Readin' books like a sucker G Your girl sound asleep cause a real nigga fucked her Em You reach for the booty and she tell you don't touch her Dm Em F G You put the pillow on your face and yell 'Oh brother' Am She don't like flowers or movie dates G She like my dick in her mouth and gun on my waist Em One shot empty it out she lovin' the taste N.C That's the shit to put a smile on her face [Chorus] Am That chick ain't yours G You mighta fucked that girl Em You mighta said you love that girl Em But she belong to the game Dm Em F G Am And when she's with me I let her do her thing G So nigga what you frontin' for? Em Ey nigga what you frontin' for? Em She belong to the game Dm Em F G And when she's with me I let her do her thing [Verse 3] Am Thought you had a wife huh G Busy trickin' tryna change that whole life huh Em But that don't stop her from creepin' every night huh Dm Em F Shoulda knew that that bitch wasn't right bruh G How could you wife her Am Hov done had her Am Ab done had her G We all hit it player you ain't the only batter Em Yeah you her man but you don't even matter Dm Em F G Am If you knew the shit we did you'd probly stab her Am G Then turn around and take her back anyway Em Knowin' we could have that bitch any way Dm Misisionary, doggy style, any day Em F G Am Don't worry, crack a smile, you'll be OK! G Em So sad, so sad, so sad Dm Em So sad, so sad, so sad [Chorus] Am That chick ain't yours G You mighta fucked that girl Em You mighta said you love that girl Em But she belong to the game Dm Em F G Am And when she's with me I let her do her thing G So nigga what you frontin' for? Em Ey nigga what you frontin' for? Em She belong to the game Dm Em F G Am And when she's with me I let her do her thing [Outro] G Em So sad, so sad, so sad Dm Em F G Am So sad, so sad, so sad G Em So sad, so sad, so sad Dm Em F G Am So sad, so sad, so sad G Em Dm Em F G Am
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