Feel Teclado

	  Intro 
Bm Em 

Verse 
Bm               Em 
She talkin' that noise, take her lovin' with the dawn, always talkin' on the phone 
Bm 
After we fuck in the morn' she wake up, she wearin' my clothes 
Em 
She always be callin' my phone 
    Am 
She always be stealin' my clothes, yeah 
G         D                                                      Am 
Askin' me how does it feel when you know you could buy it at the store, yeah 
          Em 
Yeah, I'm bringin' that down to the floor 
Em 
I'm droppin' the foreign in foreign 
       Bm 
Hey, I came a long way on my own, ay 
Bm 
I'm doin' this shit on my own, ay 
  Em 
I don't give a fuck what I'm told, ay 
  G                     Bm 
I came a long way on my own, ay 
                          D 
Now her pussy made out of gold, ay 
D 
I swear her pussy ownin' my soul 
             Em 
She got that soldier 
                    C 
Four days a hundred thousand 
               Bm 
Forever like a diamond 
                     D 
She bring me back to life, yeah 
               G 
I'm so fly I'm moshin' 
                      C 
Quit talkin' all that nonsense 
               Bm 
I'm just tryna fuck you 'til you don't know nothin' 

Chorus 
           Em 
I cross my t's and dot my i's yeah I'm for real (yeah, I'm for real) 
           Bm 
He hold me down (she hold me down) yeah that's my shit (that's my shit) 
           Em 
He buy whatever, he know the drill (know the drill) 
           Bm 
Don't need no pill (no pill, no) 
   G                               Bm Em   D Bm    G C Em  C       Bm 
He whispered in my ear and told me feel,  feel,   feel,    oh, oh, oh 

Verse 
D              Am 
He love that I say what I feel 
C 
He feel what I say 'cause it's real 
                Bm 
You couldn't forget, I never changed up on my set 
                                                   Em 
And I only make calls to collect, that's why we connect 
Em 
We can go half on a jet, baby we on to the next 
             Bm 
Fuck all the stress 
Bm 
Fuckin' with bitches who's new to the game when you got you a vet 
           Em                                Bm 
I know you like it when I act like I'm still shy 
                                           D 
Then turn around and put that thing in overdrive 
            Em   G 
I'm down to ride 
                    D 
I'ma keep you on my shoulder 
Bm           D                                        G 
'Cause every cold nigga need a bitch that's ten times colder 

Chorus 
           Em 
I cross my t's and dot my i's yeah I'm for real (yeah, I'm for real) 
           Bm 
He hold me down (she hold me down) yeah that's my shit (that's my shit) 
           Em 
He buy whatever, he know the drill (know the drill) 
           Bm 
Don't need no pill (no pill, no) 
   G                               Bm Em   D Bm    G C Em  C       Bm  D 
He whispered in my ear and told me feel,  feel,   feel,    oh, oh, oh 

Bridge 
     Em 
Hey, fuck me 'til I can't see straight 
                   Bm 
Make me think that hoe was a mistake 
C 
I just need to feel you all the time 
          Bm        Em C 
Ride hoe, ride hoe, alright 

Outro 
Em D Bm D C Em D Bm