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Key D Goodbye Chords 2NE1 - 23 Jan 2017 14:15

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<pre style="font-family: arial;font-size:14px;">Em Bm D A
gaji ma nal beorigo gagettaneun mareun
Em Bm D A
haji ma gieok sok nareul dugo
Em Bm D A
tteonaji ma neol jabeul su eomneun nae nuneul
Em Bm D A
boji ma geunyang gaji ma

Em Bm D A
sokji ma gyeou ireon yuhoge
Em Bm D A
neomeogaji ma modeun ge yeongwonhajineun
Em Bm D A
anchanha gyeouri gamyeon bomeun dasi wa
Em Bm D A
aljanha geunyang gaji ma

Em Bm D A
oneuri jinagamyeon naeireun dareul geotman gata
Em Bm D A
neo eopsi jal saragal su isseulkka

Em Bm D A
uri dasi mannaneun geunalkkaji annyeong annyeong
Em Bm D A
uri dasi mannaneun meon geunalkkaji annyeong annyeong
Em Bm D A
Does anyone know, does anyone know How it makes me feel
Em Bm D A
uri dasi mannaneun geunalkkaji annyeong annyeong

Em Bm D A
Oh annyeong
Em Bm D A
annyeong

Em Bm D A
mitji ma heuteojyeo buseojin maldeureun
Em Bm D A
mitji ma neoui jakgo jageun maeumeul
Em Bm D A
lochi ma hamkkehaetteon yaksokdeuri
Em Bm D A
saenggangna nunmuri heureunda

Em Bm D A
itji ma gakkeum himi deuldeorado
Em Bm D A
gwaenchanha gidaego sipeul ttaeneun
Em Bm D A
chajawa na yeongwonhi hamkke isseojul suneun
Em Bm D A
eopjiman jamkkanijanha

Em Bm D A
oneuri jinagamyeon naeireun dareul geotman gata
Em Bm D A
neo eopsi jal saragal su isseulkka

Em Bm D A
uri dasi mannaneun geunalkkaji annyeong annyeong
Em Bm D A
uri dasi mannaneun meon geunalkkaji annyeong annyeong
Em Bm D A
Does anyone know, does anyone know How it makes me feel
Em Bm D A
uri dasi mannaneun geunalkkaji annyeong annyeong
Em Bm D A
uri dasi mannaneun geunalkkaji annyeong annyeong
Em Bm D A
uri dasi mannaneun meon geunalkkaji annyeong annyeong

Em Bm D A
No annyeong
Em Bm D A
annyeong</pre>
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Key F Issues Chords Julia Michaels - 19 Jan 2017 14:58

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Key F Issues Chords Julia Michaels

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<pre style="font-family: arial;font-size:14px;"> Bb C
I'm jealous, I'm overzealous
F Bb
When I'm down, I get real down When I'm high, I don't come down
Bb C
I get angry, baby, believe me
F Bb
I could love you just like that And I could leave you just this fast

Bb C
But you don't judge me
F Dm
'Cause if you did, baby, I would judge you too
Bb C
No, you don't judge me
F Dm
'Cause if you did, baby, I would judge you too

Bb C
'Cause I got issues But you got 'em too
F Dm
So give 'em all to me And I'll give mine to you
Bb C
Bask in the glory Of all our problems
F Dm
'Cause we got the kind of love It takes to solve 'em
Bb C
Yeah, I got issues
Bb
And one of them is how bad I need you

C
You do shit on purpose
F Bb
You get mad and you break things Feel bad, try to fix things
Bb C
But you're perfect Poorly wired circuit
F Bb
And got hands like an ocean Push you out, pull you back in

Bb C
'Cause you don't judge me
F Dm
'Cause if you did, baby, I would judge you too
Bb C
No, you don't judge me
F Dm
'Cause you see it from same point of view

Bb C
'Cause I got issues But you got 'em too
F Dm
So give 'em all to me And I'll give mine to you
Bb C
Bask in the glory Of all our problems
F Dm
'Cause we got the kind of love It takes to solve 'em
Bb C
Yeah, I got issues
Bb
And one of them is how bad I need you
C F Dm
(I got issues, you got 'em too)
Bb
And one of them is how bad I need you
C F Dm
(I got issues, you got 'em too)

Bb C
'Cause I got issues But you got 'em too
F Dm
So give 'em all to me And I'll give mine to you
Bb C
Bask in the glory Of all our problems
F Dm
'Cause we got the kind of love It takes to solve 'em
Bb C
Yeah, I got issues (I got)
F Dm
And one of them is how bad I need you (You got 'em too)
Bb C
Yeah, I got issues (I got issues)
F Dm
And one of them is how bad I need you (You got 'em too)
Bb C
Yeah, I got issues (I got)

And one of them is how bad I need you</pre>
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Who You Are Chords Blackbear - 17 Jan 2017 13:14

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Gmaj7 Bsus2
We kept each other close, but cautiously
A9 Csus2
A ring without a stone, a novelty
B9 B9
We left it to be told, a photography
Emaj9 D
Emotions that we showed so modestly

Asus2 B
So I keep down below, who you are, who you are to me
Asus2 A
You're still my favorite thing in the world
Fsus4 Gmaj7
I'll just keep down below, who you are, who you are to me
Am Bmaj7
You're still my favorite thing in the world

G Cm
We left it in the cold and watched it freeze
Csus2 Gm
A sea-sick undertone comes over me
Asus4 Gm
We left our love to soak in quandary
Gsus4 Emaj9
So, tell me, how do I love you girl
C9 Gsus2
But then you do and then you don't, so thoughtlessly

Emaj7 Dsus2
So I keep down below, who you are, who you are to me
Gm G
You're still my favorite thing in the world
Fm7 Gmaj9
I'll just keep down below, who you are, who you are to me
C9 Amaj9
You're still my favorite thing in the world

Fmaj9 Csus4
[Prie:]
C Csus2
Late nights me on a mission,
F7 A
Got me reminiscing all the times we kissing, wait
Gsus2 B9
Love got me trippin, baby girl I'm slippin and I ain't got no time to stay
Bm7 Dmaj9
But I could feel the diatance, baby girl listen we ain't got no time to play
C G7
I could see our love dying, girl I ain't lying listen to what I say
Bm Em7
But I'm trynna work it out girl, hope we work it out girl but you ain't tryin to stay
Dsus4 Fmaj9
Shit, we got more to do
Dmaj7 Cmaj7
But this party right here seems more to you
G7 G7
You get fucked up on these late nights
Dmaj9 Dsus4
Still at the club till they close at two
Dm F7
Uh, two shots with your girlfriends
Dsus2 Gsus4
Your heart broken so you prayin that the world end
Dm Fm7
Damn, and now you really can't trust men
Bsus4 Gsus2
Take advice when you out with your girlfriends
E D9
Prie

Amaj7 Gmaj9
So I keep down below, who you are, who you are to me
Dmaj9 Em7
You're still my favorite thing in the world
Fmaj9 Asus4
I'll just keep down below, who you are, who you are to me
F7 Esus4
You're still my favorite thing in the world - Comments: 0

Flirt Right Back Chords Blackbear - 16 Jan 2017 11:12

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Cm Fsus4
Yeah, yeah
Gmaj7 Cmaj9
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fsus4 A
Yeah, yeah, yeah
F Fm
Uh, yeah

Emaj7 Fm
Little peachy thing from that East Atlanta
A7 F9
Roll that Swisher Sweet long as a banana
Bmaj7 Esus4
She was 18 back when I had met her
Fsus4 Am7
Now she 23, got her shit together
Gmaj9 Am7
Work a 12 to 3 at the Magic City, yeah
C9 B
She don't fuck with me when I'm in the city, yeah
Em Fm
I feel like I'm the ring, I get it creeped out
Am Gsus2
I just hit the plug, he got me geeked out

Em Cm
Might get another bottle, maybe get another bag
Dmaj9 Fsus2
She gon' flirt with me, I'ma flirt right back
C9 C9
I'ma spend this money, I'ma make it right back
Gm Dmaj9
If she gon' flirt with me, I'ma flirt right back

F Am7
I'ma flirt right back, oh yeah
Bm7 A9
I'ma flirt right back, I'ma flirt right back, oh yeah
Esus2 E7
I'ma flirt right back, oh yeah
C9 Fsus4
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Gsus4 Emaj7
Right back, I'ma flirt right back, yeah
Dm Dm7
I'ma spend this money, I'ma make it right back
Gm Asus4
If she gon' flirt with me, I'ma flirt right back
Asus2 Csus4
I'ma flirt right back, oh yeah
B7 Fmaj9
I'ma flirt right back, I'ma flirt right back

A G7
Yeah, look, hold up, hold up
Gmaj7 Bm7
My DM so poppin' it won't load up, load up
Esus2 Amaj9
I'm a little lover boy, I just show love, show love
Csus2 F7
My ex bitch callin', need to shut up, grow up, girl
Cmaj7 Gsus2
I like 'em thick, like 'em tall, like 'em everything
Bsus4 Esus2
Gucci flang, Gucci flang, Gucci everything
Emaj9 Em
I got that Henny in me, I could do Hennything
Asus2 Dm7
She got a body like Kehlani, woah
Gsus4 A9
Get another bottle, maybe get another bag
Bmaj7 Dm7
Every time I flee better do the cold laugh
Fm D7
Maserati, bumpin' 21 Sav'
C7 Gmaj7
Mase-Maserati', bumpin' 21 Sav'

E9 Fmaj7
Might get another bottle, maybe get another bag
Dm Emaj7
She gon' flirt with me, I'ma flirt right back
Am Amaj9
I'ma spend this money, I'ma make it right back
Em7 E9
If she gon' flirt with me, I'ma flirt right back

C7 E
I'ma flirt right back, oh yeah
Amaj9 Dm
I'ma flirt right back, I'ma flirt right back, oh yeah
Gm Esus4
I'ma flirt right back, oh yeah
F F9
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Csus4 D9
Right back, I'ma flirt right back, yeah
Fmaj9 Fmaj7
I'ma spend this money, I'ma make it right back
F Gmaj7
If she gon' flirt with me, I'ma flirt right back
C Cmaj9
I'ma flirt right back, oh yeah
Fsus2 Cmaj9
I'ma flirt right back, I'ma flirt right back

Fm7 Gm7
Get another bottle, maybe get another bag
Dmaj7 Bmaj7
Every time I flee better do the cold laugh
C9 Am
Maserati, bumpin' 21 Sav'
Gm Gm
Mase-Maserati', bumpin' 21 Sav' - Comments: 0

Shake Ya Ass Chords Blackbear - 12 Jan 2017 11:17

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[Blackbear:]
Bout to buy my new truck off this one

Bend over, shake your ass
Shake your ass, show your titties, girl
Shake your ass, show your titties
Shake your ass, show your titties, girl
Shake your ass, show your titties
Shake your ass, show your titties
Girl you love this shit, don't lie
Girl you love this shit, don't lie
Baby don't talk about it, just be about it
Shake that ass, show them titties, girl
Shake that

Like eenie, meenie, miney, mo
Takin' shots, straight Patrón
Had a girl but not no more
Old bitch get that dial tone
And I've been killin' every show
Got a lotta cash to throw your way
Throw your way
If you ain't fuckin' with it, go your way
And I can tell you was down from the go
I don't drink lean, I just smoke
She want a taste of this Dom
I got a taste for this blow
Let's just get naked and roll
Girl you love this shit, don't lie
Girl you love this shit, don't lie
Don't fuck with me, don't fuck with me, baby
Don't fuck with me, baby

Bend over, shake your ass
Shake your ass, show your titties, girl
Shake your ass, show your titties
Shake your ass, show your titties, girl
Shake your ass, show your titties
Shake your ass, show your titties
Girl you love this shit, don't lie
Girl you love this shit, don't lie
Baby don't talk about it, just be about it
Shake that ass, show them titties, girl
Shake that

[Blackbear & P-Lo:]
Like eenie, meenie, miney, mo
Pick 'em out like eenie, meenie, miney, mo
Pick 'em out like eenie, meenie, miney, mo
Blackbear you know we had to do this
Shake the ass, show the titties
Shake the ass, P-Lo

[P-Lo:]
Go girl, shake your ass, show your titties
Promise you the baddest in your city
I can make you scream when I'm in it
I'm with Blackbear, let me hit it
Ayy, turn around, throw that ass in a circle
I could do it better than your first dude
Drink some Hennessy, smoke some Marlboro
Your ex is Urkel, let me be the be the one you turn to
Ayy, or turn up with
I swear you're too hot, you could burn up shit
HBK, you can love my clique
Chef Curry how I work my wrist, ayy
Baby girl I love the way you bend it
Make me spend it, even though you independent
I ain't like the boys that you been with
Bring your friends with you cause we been lit

[Blackbear:]
Bend over, shake your ass
Shake your ass, show your titties, girl
Shake your ass, show your titties
Shake your ass, show your titties, girl
Shake your ass, show your titties
Shake your ass, show your titties
Girl you love this shit, don't lie
Girl you love this shit, don't lie
Baby don't talk about it, just be about it
Shake that ass, show them titties, girl
Shake that

Like eenie, meenie, miney, mo
Pick 'em out like eenie, meenie, miney, mo
Pick 'em out like eenie, meenie, miney, mo
Shake the ass, show the titties
Shake the ass - Comments: 0

Teenage Waste Chords Blackbear - 11 Jan 2017 11:23

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The money, the power, the sex, the fame
The lies, the guilt, the pride, the shame
The drugs, the party, the rules, the game
The rock, the roll, the teenage, the waste.

Whoa, oh oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh.

The money, the power, the sex, the fame
The lies, the guilty, the pride, the shame
The drugs, the party, the rules, the game
The rock, the roll, the teenage waste.

Fuck your imagination, and all that you believe in.
Fuck all your reasons, and everything you dream of.
We are the drugs inside your head, yeah
We are the ones you won't forget.

We are the weakness in your knees,
we are your friends and enemies.
We like it better in the world when it's burning down,
better in the world when it's burning…

The money, the power (this is America), the sex, the fame
The lies, the guilty, the pride (we are the youth), the shame
The drugs, the party (can't we hook up), the rules, the game
The rock, the roll, the teenage waste (and teach me to shoot).

Wasted America, we are the kings.
Teach me to die, and teach me to…

The money, the power, the sex, the fame
The lies, the guilty, the pride, the shame
The drugs, the party, the rules, the game
The rock, the roll, the teenage waste.

The money, the power, the sex, the fame
The lies, the guilty, the pride, the shame

Fuck your imagination, fuck all you believe in.
It all means nothing now.
Fuck all your dreams, girl.
They will all thank you in a nice way.
So fuck your fucking status, and your money. - Comments: 0

No More Mister Nice Guy Chords Blackbear - 10 Jan 2017 10:44

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Hey, funny guy
Mister Funny Guy is back
Hey, how you doing today?
Mister Funny Guy is back in the building
He's coming back live and
Smacking you right in your fucking tits
If you didn't know
Then you know right now
Blackbear coming to you hot
In the new mixtape, Sex
Ya bastards
Fuck yourself twice - Comments: 0

Now We Are Free Chords Kelly Sweet - 09 Jan 2017 13:53

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Anol shalom
Anol sheh lay konnud de ne um (shaddai)
Flavum
Nom de leesh
Ham de nam um das
La um de
Flavne…

We de ze zu bu
We de sooo a ru
Un va-a pesh a lay
Un vi-i bee
Un da la pech ni sa
(Aaahh)
Un di-i lay na day
Un ma la pech a nay
Mee di nu ku

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La la da pa da le na da na
Ve va da pa da le na la dumda

Anol shalom
Anol sheh ley kon-nud de ne um.
Flavum.
Flavum.
M-ai shondol-lee
Flavu… {Live on…}
Lof flesh lay
Nof ne
Nom de lis
Ham de num um dass
La um de
Flavne.
Flay
Shom de nomm
Ma-lun des
Dwondi.
Dwwoondi
Alas sharum du koos
Shaley koot-tum - Comments: 0

27 Hours Chords Banks - 09 Jan 2017 07:55

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Always told you not to love me
Now look what you made me do
I got poison in my pocket
Told you I was bad news
My demeanor made you wait
But the consequences stayed
I killed everything we were

Baby, murder was a case
Baby, murder was a case
Baby, murder was a case

So you like the fear of falling
But you stand there looking dumb
Why'd you come here in the first place?
Baby, I am not the one
How can you not walk away after everything I've done?

It's been 27 hours since we even saw the sun
Since we even saw the sun
Since we even saw the sun

Tears you cry rely on my disdain
While we waited, days that never came
Time just flies, but I still carry on

It's been 27 hours
Since we even saw the sun
Since we even saw the sun
Since we even saw the sun
Since we even saw the sun
Since we even saw - Comments: 0

The Game Has Changed Chords Pharrell Williams - 08 Jan 2017 11:30

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I know, I disappeared and popped up in Paris making chairs with a beard
And those that love me probably thought that it was weird
While the haters was happy, they thought my destiny was cleared
And any artist that you love have veered
Especially when they hated the image that they mirrored
I got a text that said “P, please get up”
Some light shining brightly outlining my shit up
The penthouses, the homes, the cars, the chains
The stones, the admirers, mini-me’s and clones
Selling you niggas dreams that are boxes full of foam
In and out of dimensions I walk through walls
Just saying you can’t put me in a box, that's all
No Davinci Codes and Twilight stubs
Don’t take this wrong, but I miss the taste of blood

So fitting, the sound in my system, makes me want to squish them
King Kong foot, the beast has awakened
The Pro Tools taping, my position blatant
You knew I was coming, choiceless, you waiting
Now I look up and ask why you’ve been for satan
I shall hover, with splendid colors
That alone makes me other, plus the return of the Jedi
I study how the Brooklyn machine works
That's word to BIG and his dead eye
I rise to the top like the sun
I rise to the pocket like a gun
I fire, drop ya body then it’s done
They like, what happened, we trapped him
Hatred is obliverated when I imagine
Look at you drowning in ya lungs, gasping
Blood on the dancefloor, he, he Michael Jackson
Bitches should stay home they do so much cummin’
Y’all should stand backwards you do so much frontin’
Take this sun block we got too much sunning
Now lets examine what you thinking, running
Run too hard, you might tear ya meniscus
And if you try to run up you only get ya wig split
And this campaign that we running is viscious
I hate to eat and run but this was delicious - Comments: 0


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