Lovin On Me akkorde

Am7          Bm7                     C
I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down
    Bm7     Am7              Bm7
But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby
C
Whip your lovin' on me, baby

      Am7
I'm vanilla, baby
Bm7                            C
I'll choke you, but I ain't no killa, baby
                          Bm7    Am7
She twenty-eight, tellin' me I'm still a baby
  Bm7                      C
I get love in Detroit like Skilla Baby

And the thing about ya boy is
Am7          Bm7                     C
I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down
    Bm7     Am7                 Bm7
But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby

That's right, that's right
C
Whip your lovin' on me, baby

Young J-A-C-K, AKA Rico, like Suave, Young Enrique
Speakin' of AKA, she's a alpha
But not around ya boy
She get quiet 'round ya boy, hold on (Shh)
Am7                       Bm7
Don't know what you heard or what you thought about ya boy
         C
But they lied about ya boy
                            Bm7 Am7              Bm7
Goin' dumb, man, it's some' idi-otic 'bout ya boy
                         C
She wearin' cheetah print
That's how bad she wanna bе spotted 'round ya boy

Am7          Bm7                     C
I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down
    Bm7     Am7              Bm7
But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby
C
Whip your lovin' on me, baby

      Am7
I'm vanilla, baby
Bm7                            C
I'll choke you, but I ain't no killa, baby
                          Bm7    Am7
She twenty-eight, tellin' me I'm still a baby
  Bm7                      C
I get love in Detroit like Skilla Baby

And the thing about ya boy is
Am7          Bm7                     C
I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down
    Bm7     Am7              Bm7
But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby

That's right, that's right
C
Whip your lovin' on me, baby

Young M-I-S-S-I-O-N-A-R-Y
He's sharp like barbed wire
She stole my heart, then she got archived
I keep it short with a bitch, Lord Farquaad
Am7            Bm7                C
 All the girls in the front row (Aye)
                                 Bm7
All the girls at the barricade (Aye)
Am7            Bm7
 All the girls that been waitin' all day
         C
Let your tongue hang out, fuck everything (Ayy)
Am7          Bm7
 If you came with a man (Yeah, yeah)
C                              Bm7  Am7
 Let go of his hand (Let go of that shit)
                 Bm7                    C
Everybody in the suite, kickin' up they feet

Stand up, bitch, dance (I see you)

Am7          Bm7                     C
I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down
(And all the guys in the back waitin' on the next track)
    Bm7     Am7              Bm7
But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby
(Cut your boy a lil' slack)
C
Whip your lovin' on me, baby
(It's young Jack)

      Am7
I'm vanilla, baby
Bm7                            C
I'll choke you, but I ain't no killa, baby
                          Bm7    Am7
She twenty-eight, tellin' me I'm still a baby
  Bm7                      C
I get love in Detroit like Skilla Baby

And the thing about ya boy is
Am7          Bm7                     C
I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down
    Bm7     Am7              Bm7
But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby

That's right, that's right
C
Whip your lovin' on me, baby

Am7          Bm7                     C
I don't like no whips and chains and you can't tie me down
    Bm7     Am7              Bm7
But you can whip your lovin' on me, baby
C                         Bm7
Whip your lovin' on me, baby