Runaway

Capotraste 4ª casa

Tom: C
Intro: C G/B Am F G

Ponte:
C                                                G/B
 And I always find, yeah, I always find somethin’ wrong
                                               Am
 You been puttin’ up wit’ my shit just way too long
                                                F
 I’m so gifted at findin’ what I don’t like the most
                          G            C
 So I think it’s time for us to have a toast

Refrão:
C
 Let’s have a toast for the douchebags, let’s have a toast for the assholes
G/B
 Let’s have a toast for the scumbags, every one of them that I know
Am
 Let’s have a toast for the jerkoffs, that’ll never take work off
F                                     G
 Baby, I got a plan, run away fast as you can

C
 She find pictures in my email, I sent this girl a picture of my d*ck
G/B
 I don’t know what it is with females, but I’m not too good with that shit
Am
 See, I could have me a good girl, and still be addicted to them hood rats
F                                                      G
 And I just blame everything on you, at least you know that’s what I’m good at

(Ponte)

(Refrão)

C
 Runaway from me baby, runaway
G/B
 Run away from me, baby, runaway
Am
        to get crazy, runaway
C
 Runaway as fast as you can

C
 24/7, 365, pussy stays on my mind
     G/B
 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
 Am
 Ichabod Crane with that Lamborghini top off, split and go where? back to wearin’ knockoffs, huh?
F                                                                 G
 Knock it off, Neiman’s, shop it off, let’s talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off
C
 Ho's like vultures wanna fly in your Freddy loafers, you can’t blame ‘em, they 
ain’t never seen Versace sofas
G/B
 Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet, comes with a price tag, baby, face it
Am
 You should leave if you can’t accept the basics, plenty ho's in the baller-player’s matrix
F                                                                G
 Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless, I’m just young, rich, and tasteless, P

C
 Never was much of a romantic, I could never take the intimacy
G/B
 And I know I did damage, cause the look in your eyes is killin' me
Am
 I guess you know i had the advantage, cause you could blame me for everything
F
 And I don't know if Im'ma manage, If one day you just up and leave

(Ponte)

(Refrão)

C G/B Am F G