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Title: She Belongs To The Game
Artist Troy Ave ft. Young Lito

[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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* play in fade-out effect

            
            
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