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Majestic Movements chords by IceRocks, Meyhem Lauren

  • Eb

    6
  • A

  • D

  • Bb

  • F

Verse 1
Eb
A
Eb
D
A
Bb
A
Yo,
D
I seen her walkin' down
A
on Broadway in Brooklyn
D
Had the windows down, music on thump
A
So she was lookin' bout to go to SMA
To cop a new feel of velour
Couldn't find a spot so then
I double parked outside the store
D
What's the deal, ma, you lookin' right
A
Talk to a rap lord
D
Dress code correct,
plus I'm packin' a fat sword
A
Part of my French,
ma, you gettin' me excited
She kept it real and put me on
when she was out of soul
D
I guess we making progress,
I got the digits next
Flashback to days of young love,
creating midget sex
A
Same feeling, grown now,
she had a certain aura
I wanna tour her, open shorty up
and then explore her
D
Nostalgic smile,
sorta like a female from my past
Infatuated with her bumper,
had a crazy ass
A
7 .30, money dirty, call it crazy cash
Living fast, got the map,
now I'm tryna snatch
Eb
D
A
How's everything goin' on?
How you doin'?
Eb
D
A
How you doin'?
Bb
A
Eb
D
Another day or two passed,
A
I called her up to see what's poppin'
D
I was fly fishin' out in Green Acres,
A
niggas was shoppin' for some new kicks
Still an addict,
peace to my footwear
Comfortable when I be
comin' through,
never a shook stare
D
She told me she was 25,
A
figurein' life out
D
Made a lot of wrong turns,
A
but friends the right route
Not exactly, but we'll have fun,
I keep it basic
If you want a fresh aroma, diploma,
then I'm a -tastin'
Eb
D
She said, damn, the benefit,
A
you talkin' fresh
D
Because I'm open and I'm hopin'
that I get under that dress
A
It's fuckin' nonsense
Where you at? Let me come through
You need somethin' from the store,
maybe some chips in the blue
D
Was already in the whip
before I got a response
She was frontin' on me
like I fuck with one of her aunts
A
Damn, Ma, don't do me like this
I know you like me
Move majestically,
forever bubble like a Nike
Eb
D
Bb
How's everything goin' on?
A
How you doin'?
Eb
D
A
How you doin'?
F
Bb
A
D
A
She gave in victory, picture me
D
I did the backstroke,
A
it was slippery
Perspiring profusely,
fuckin' till my chest damp
Bb
A
Treated like a champion,
welcome to sex camp
D
Taked up her insides,
A
left them with a fresh stamp
D
A
She was so unselfish with her vagina
The mind of a very sick man
had to design her
Bb
A
Finer than the granule of sand
in the hourglass
D
A
Each time I hit it from the back
another hour passed
D
I loved her
A
Yo, she was such a fuckin' good girl,
like Yo, I loved her
The things she would do
D
The things she would do to me
The things she would say
A
D
The things she would ask me to do
I mean, it was really like some
A
real next -level shit,
like I love her, like
Like, I would let her be my
fourth baby mother
D
Like, after I found my first three, like
A
Like, on some real shit
D
Eb
Like, I loved her on that level
D
A
She could be like the fourth baby mother,
like, cause
Bb
I mean, the look that she would give me,
A
and the lust in her eyes,
Eb
D
and the realness that I felt
A
when I was in the room with her,
Eb
it was really just like,
A
it was serious shit, man, it was deep shit,
man, like, she don't even know it,
but she's gonna be my fourth baby mother
Eb
Bb
A
Eb
one day.
A
Bb
A
Eb
Bb
Eb
A
I said we did good, I said we did good
Bb
We did good, we did good
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