[intro 1] E [intro 2] x2 E B/D# C#m A G#m [pre-chorus] E And I always find, yeah, I always B/D# find somethin’ wrong You been puttin’ up wit’ my shit just C#m way too long I’m so gifted at findin’ what I A don’t like the most B E So I think it’s time for us to have a toast [chorus] E Let’s have a toast for the douchebags, B/D# let’s have a toast 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 jerkoffs, that’ll never take work off A B Baby, I got a plan, run away fast as you can [verse 1] E She find pictures in my email, I sent this girl a picture of my dick B/D# I don’t know what it is with females, but I’m not too good with that shit C#m See, I could have me a good girl, and still be addicted to them hood rats A And I just blame everything on you, B at least you know that’s what I’m good at [pre-chorus] E And I always find, yeah, B/D# I always find somethin’ wrong You been puttin’ up wit’ my shit just C#m way too long I’m so gifted at findin’ what I A don’t like the most B E So I think it’s time for us to have a toast [chorus] E Let’s have a toast for the douchebags, B/D# let’s have a toast 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 jerkoffs, that’ll never take work off A B Baby, I got a plan, run away fast as you can [bridge] E Run away from me baby, run away B/D# Run away from me, baby, run away C#m When it starts to get crazy, then run away A B Babe, I got a plan, run away as fast as you can E Run away from me, baby. Run away. B/D# 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, B run away as fast as you can. [verse 2] E 24/7, 365, pussy stays on my mind B/D# I-I-I-I did it, all right, all right, I admit it, now pick your best move, you could leave or live wit’ it C#m Ichabod Crane with that motherfuckin' top off, split and go where? back to wearin’ knockoffs, huh? A Knock it off, Neiman’s, shop it off, B let’s talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off E Hoes like vultures wanna fly in your Freddy loafers, you can’t blame ‘em, they ain’t never seen Versace sofas B/D# Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet, comes with a price tag, baby, face it C#m You should leave if you can’t accept the basics, plenty hoes in the baller-nigga matrix A Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless, B I’m just young, rich, and tasteless, P
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