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Intro: G | G | D | D | Em Em | C | C Cmaj D Dadd11 } ×2 G And I always find, yeah, D I always find something wrong. You been putting up with my shit Em Just way too long. I’m so gifted at finding C What I don’t like the most. Cmaj So I think it’s time D G For us to have a toast. Chorus: G Let’s have a toast For the douchebags. Let’s have a toast D For the assholes. Let’s have a toast For the scumbags. Em Every one of them that I know. Let’s have a toast For the jerk-offs. C That’ll never take work off. Baby, I got a plan: D G Run away fast as you can. G She find pictures in my email. I sent this girl a picture D Of my dick. I don’t know what it is with females, Em But I’m not too good with that shit. See, I could have me a good girl, And still be addicted C To them hood rats. And I just blame everything on you. Cmaj At least you know D G That’s what I’m good at. G And I always find, yeah, I always find Yeah, I always find D Something wrong. You been putting up with my shit Em Just way too long. I’m so gifted at finding C What I don’t like the most. Cmaj So I think it’s time D G For us to have a toast. Chorus: G Let’s have a toast For the douchebags. Let’s have a toast D For the assholes. Let’s have a toast For the scumbags. Em Every one of them that I know. Let’s have a toast For the jerk-offs. C That’ll never take work off. Baby, I got a plan: D G Run away fast as you can. Bridge: G Gsus4 Run away from me, baby, G Run away. D D6 Run away from me, baby, D7 Em Run away. When it starts to get crazy, Then run away. C Babe, I got a plan: Cmaj D Run away as fast as you can. G Run away from me, baby, Run away. D Run away from me, baby, Run away. Em When it starts to get crazy, Why can’t she just run away? C Baby, I got a plan: Cmaj D Run away as fast as you can. G Twenty-four seven, three sixty-five, Pussy stays on my mind. D I-I-I-I did it. Alright, alright, I admit it. Now pick your next move. You can leave or live with it. Em Ichabod Crane with that Motherfucking top off. Split and go where? C Back to wearing knockoffs? Haha. Knock it off, Neiman’s, shop it off. Cmaj Let’s talk over Mai Tais, D Waitress, top it off. G Hoes like vultures wanna fly In your Freddy loafers. You can’t blame ’em, Gsus4 G D They ain’t never seen Versace sofas. Every bag, every blouse, Every bracelet. D6 Comes with a price tag, D7 Em Baby, face it. You should leave If you can’t accept the basics. Plenty hoes in The baller-nigga matrix. C Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless. Cmaj D I’m just young, rich, and tasteless, P! G Never was much of a romantic. D I could never take the intimacy. And I know I did damage. ’Cause the look in your eyes Em Is killing me. I guess you knew of that advantage. ’Cause you could blame me C For everything. And I don’t know how I’ma manage. Cmaj D G If one day, you just up and leave. G And I always find, yeah, D I always find something wrong. You been putting up with my shit Em Just way too long. I’m so gifted at finding C What I don’t like the most. Cmaj So I think it’s time D G For us to have a toast. Chorus: G Let’s have a toast For the douchebags. Let’s have a toast D For the assholes. Let’s have a toast For the scumbags. Em Every one of them that I know. Let’s have a toast For the jerk-offs. C That’ll never take work off. Baby, I got a plan: Cmaj D Run away fast as you can. Instrumental: G | G G Gsus4 G | D | D D D6 D7 | Em | Em | C | C Cmaj D Dadd11 | G | G
Publicado el 10.09.26