Get Away chords by DJ Paul, Jon Connor, Yelawolf
Intro 1
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Head so good I thought I need the broad
Verse 1
I just need the draws
She was on me so tight,
I couldn't breath at all
We could see the flaws
But with a bad bitch,
we ain't really trippin'
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No we wouldn't even be involved
Em
And she a genius, nah
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Verse 2
But niggas fuck up and let the penis talk
Give her the keys and all
You let her keep your car,
you let her keep your card
D
She let the Visa talk and
she done keyed your car
Em
I be scared of
Verse 3
this, I be careful 'cause
In two days this bitch talkin' marriage
Show up at work, this bitch is a terrorist
D
We not stingy my nigga, share a bitch
Em
Unprepared for this then that
bitch we lovin'
Dang it this bitch needs a therapist
Got grey hairs and whip
from a pair of tits
Got these niggas all in your residence
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Em
So sucker
Verse 4
ass nigga
You the type of nigga that my bitches
will decline (yeah)
You the type of nigga try
to make a bitch jealous
And me, I get mad when she
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don't hunt a nigga down
Em
Type of shit is that?
Verse 5
Type of nigga that'll fall for a rat
We stay away from ones like that,
my nigga
You ain't gotta do all that
Same ones that be frontin' be the ones
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Em
callin' right back (back)
Verse 6
Em
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Get the fuck away from me, ho
G
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Am
Em
Get the fuck away from me, ho
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
G
Get the fuck away from me, ho
Am
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Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Em
Get the fuck away from me, ho
Verse 7
Em
I'm just wonderin' why did
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I fuck that bitch anyway?
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Am
Em
Get the fuck away from me, ho
What I shoulda did was run away, run away
Am
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Get the fuck away from me, ho
Em
She got a really good
Verse 8
tone
Mother must have been a funeral
director 'cause she killin'
I'm takin' the shovel out and diggin'
potholes with these hot hoes
D
Leather pants feel tight
Em
Booty feelin' on my collar
of my good phone
I never bother her to come home
Homie let her run around,
I got a couple runnin' around
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Em
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I give a fuck about a love song anymore
Em
I've been
Verse 9
packin' like
a person hit the floor
Back up in the feelin', off tour, boy
Bitch I'm unplugged, no cord,
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takin' out the trash, chores, chores
Em
I got style that you can't afford
Can't buy so you wanna try,
cry my Lord
Gettin' beat up in the seat of
a Chevy heater
But winners better believe
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it 'cause I drive no Ford
Em
Nevermind your
Verse 10
boyfriend
This Benz and these ends is a fuckin' toy
I took your hotty out your Maserati, fuck
her in a port- a- potty
D
Flowin' out the crap in the joint,
Em
I'm a born savage
I try to be a good boy but I
can't manage, damn it
I just want a palm,
panties and some arm candy
D
Em
From all over the planet, planet rock
Verse 11
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Get the fuck away from me, ho
G
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Em
Am
Em
Get the fuck away from me, ho
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Am
G
Get the fuck away from me, ho
Am
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Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Em
Get the fuck away from me, ho
Verse 12
Em
I'm just wonderin' why did
I fuck that bitch anyway?
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Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Am
Em
Get the fuck away from me, ho
Am
What I shoulda did was run away,
Em
run away
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Am
Get the fuck away from me, ho
Em
She got that super
Verse 13
good goodie
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Em
Pussy 'bout nice then I beat 'em
Quicker, bigger shoulda build a nigga,
wouldn't need her
She put your ass down soon
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as you first meet her
Em
For real, for real
Verse 14
A nigga had to go pop that blue pill
'Cause that pussy got dat
ass killed for real
The booty, the ass, that shit mass appeal
D
But that booty gettin'
Em
niggas killed for real
But I'ma back off of that back up
While I hit the dollar full of handcuffs
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Em
She the key to rose
Verse 15
and had to burn alone
And should unload on that dumb ho
But damn- damn, straight no- no
Should have never even fuck that ho
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Em
On God
Verse 16
Em
I'm just wonderin' why did I
fuck that bitch anyway?
Anyway, anyway, any
What I shoulda did was run away,
run away
Run away, run away, run away
Verse 17
Em
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Get the fuck away from me, ho
G
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Em
Am
Em
Get the fuck away from me, ho
Am
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Em
Am
Em
Get the fuck away from me, ho
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Em
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Am
Em
Get the fuck away from me, ho
Verse 18
Em
I'm just wonderin' why did
I fuck that bitch anyway?
G
Em
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Am
Em
Get the fuck away from me, ho
Am
What I shoulda did was run away,
Em
run away
Get the fuck away, get the fuck away
Am
Em
Get the fuck away from me, ho
Outro 1
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Get Away
DJ Paul, Jon Connor, Yelawolf
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