Six Feet Under

	  		
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F#m                              Bm 
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B|7-7-9-9---------7-7-9-9---------|7-7-9-9---------7-7-9-9---------| 
G|--------------------------------|--------------------------------| 
D|--------------------------------|--------------------------------| 
A|--------------------------------|--------------------------------| 
E|--------------------------------|--------------------------------| 

   F#m                              C#m 
E|--------5-5-9-9---------5-5-9-9-|--------5-5-9-9----7-7-9-9-11-11| 
B|7-7-9-9---------7-7-9-9---------|7-7-9-9---------9-9-------------| 
G|--------------------------------|--------------------------------| 
D|--------------------------------|--------------------------------| 
A|--------------------------------|--------------------------------| 
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Verse 

F#m 
Ask around about her 
Bm 
She don't get emotional 
F#m 
Kill off all her feelings 
C#m 
That's why she ain't approachable 
F#m 
She know her pussy got a fanbase 
Bm 
A couple niggas with a suitcase 
F#m 
Suit and tie niggas who play roleplay 
C#m 
When it comes to money she play no games 

Pre-Refrão 
F#m 
She lick it up just like a candy 
Bm 
She wanna make them leave their family 
F#m 
She trying to live a life so fancy 
C#m 
She wanna pull up in a Bentley 
F#m 
She ain't got time for lovin' 
Bm 
Louis Vuitton her husband 
F#m 
She rather die in lusting 
C#m 
She rather die in the club, till she 


F#m 
Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper 
Bm 
Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper 
F#m 
Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper 
C#m 
You know how she get down, pop it for a check now 
F#m 
Six feet under, six, six feet under 
Bm 
Six feet under, six, six feet under 
F#m 
Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper 
C#m 
Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around 


Verse 
F#m 
She don't depend on anybody 
Bm 
Know just what to do with her own body 
F#m 
Counting all that money like a hobby 
C#m 
She don't give a fuck about nobody 
F#m 
And she got her whole crew poppin' 
Bm 
And she bend it over like she got no back bone 
F#m 
Got a couple niggas blinging up a trap phone 
C#m 
She don't need nobody waiting back home, she got it 

Pre-Refrão 
F#m 
She lick it up just like a candy 
Bm 
She wanna make them leave their family 
F#m 
She trying to live a life so fancy 
C#m 
She wanna pull up in a Bentley 
F#m 
She ain't got time for lovin' 
Bm 
Louis Vuitton her husband 
F#m 
She rather die in lusting 
C#m 
She rather die in the club, till she 

 
F#m 
Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper 
Bm 
Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper 
F#m 
Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper 
C#m 
You know how she get down, pop it for a check now 
F#m 
Six feet under, six, six feet under 
Bm 
Six feet under, six, six feet under 
F#m 
Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper 
C#m 
Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around 


Pos-Refrão 
F#m 
Gonna turn that ass around 
Bm 
Oh murder, oh murder 
F#m 
Gonna turn that ass around 
C#m 
Oh murder, oh murder 

Bridge 
F#m                 Bm 
Real love's hard to find 
                       F#m 
So she don't waste her time 
                       C#m 
So she don't waste her time, oooh 
F#m                      Bm 
You ain't gon' catch her crying 
                        F#m 
She ain't gon' lose her mind 
                        C#m 
She ain't gon' lose her mind, till she... 

Outro 
F#m 
Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper (Till she) 
Bm 
Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper (Till she) 
F#m 
Six feet under she gon' kill me for the paper 
C#m 
Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around