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Intro: E | E | H | H | C#m C#m | A | A A H H } ×2 E And I always find, yeah, H I always find something wrong. You been putting up with my shit C#m Just way too long. I’m so gifted at finding A What I don’t like the most. So I think it’s time H E For us to have a toast. Chorus: E Let’s have a toast For the douchebags. Let’s have a toast H For the assholes. Let’s have a toast For the scumbags. C#m Every one of them that I know. Let’s have a toast For the jerk-offs. A That’ll never take work off. Baby, I got a plan: H E Run away fast as you can. E She find pictures in my email. I sent this girl a picture H Of my dick. I don’t know what it is with females, C#m But I’m not too good with that shit. See, I could have me a good girl, And still be addicted A To them hood rats. And I just blame everything on you. At least you know H E That’s what I’m good at. E And I always find, yeah, I always find Yeah, I always find H Something wrong. You been putting up with my shit C#m Just way too long. I’m so gifted at finding A What I don’t like the most. So I think it’s time H E For us to have a toast. Chorus: E Let’s have a toast For the douchebags. Let’s have a toast H For the assholes. Let’s have a toast For the scumbags. C#m Every one of them that I know. Let’s have a toast For the jerk-offs. A That’ll never take work off. Baby, I got a plan: H E Run away fast as you can. Bridge: E Run away from me, baby, Run away. H Run away from me, baby, H7 C#m Run away. When it starts to get crazy, Then run away. A Babe, I got a plan: H Run away as fast as you can. E Run away from me, baby, Run away. H Run away from me, baby, Run away. C#m When it starts to get crazy, Why can’t she just run away? A Baby, I got a plan: H Run away as fast as you can. E Twenty-four seven, three sixty-five, Pussy stays on my mind. H I-I-I-I did it. Alright, alright, I admit it. Now pick your next move. You can leave or live with it. C#m Ichabod Crane with that Motherfucking top off. Split and go where? A Back to wearing knockoffs? Haha. Knock it off, Neiman’s, shop it off. Let’s talk over Mai Tais, H Waitress, top it off. E Hoes like vultures wanna fly In your Freddy loafers. You can’t blame ’em, H They ain’t never seen Versace sofas. Every bag, every blouse, Every bracelet. Comes with a price tag, H7 C#m Baby, face it. You should leave If you can’t accept the basics. Plenty hoes in The baller-nigga matrix. A Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless. H I’m just young, rich, and tasteless, P! E Never was much of a romantic. H I could never take the intimacy. And I know I did damage. ’Cause the look in your eyes C#m Is killing me. I guess you knew of that advantage. ’Cause you could blame me A For everything. And I don’t know how I’ma manage. H E If one day, you just up and leave. E And I always find, yeah, H I always find something wrong. You been putting up with my shit C#m Just way too long. I’m so gifted at finding A What I don’t like the most. So I think it’s time H E For us to have a toast. Chorus: E Let’s have a toast For the douchebags. Let’s have a toast H For the assholes. Let’s have a toast For the scumbags. C#m Every one of them that I know. Let’s have a toast For the jerk-offs. A That’ll never take work off. Baby, I got a plan: H Run away fast as you can. Instrumental: E | E E E E | H | H H H H7 | C#m | C#m | A | A A H H | E | E






Опубликовано 10.09.26