Straight Up chords by Chris Brown

Intro: Chris Brown & Tyga:
G#m             B
Aw yeah
B
Ain’t no party, like a rich nigga party
E
‘Cause a rich nigga party, don’t stop

Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown & Tyga:
G#m             B
Don’t play with it (yeah)
B                    E
All this money over here
G#m                        B
Little mama, don’t play with it
B              E
Ayy girl, ayy girl
G#m                   B
She gon’ let a nigga lay in it
B                         E
She know that pussy too good
                               G#m     B
Fuck around and make a nigga stay in it
   B            E
I’ma stay in it

Verse 1: Chris Brown:
G#m                                      B
Ha, posted on the wall with a dancer (what we doin’?)
B                              E
Thousand dollar belt, pull my pants up (yeah)
G#m                         B
Four finger ring, with the Phantom
B                             E
Outside bag, full of money like it's ransom (haha)
G#m                              B
Got a high tolerance and high standards
B                                        E
Top floor suites, with models and no manners (freaks)
G#m                                        B
Light skin nigga, bitches think I know Spanish
B                                     E
Love me, love me, love me, I got the answers, baby

Chorus: Chris Brown & Tyga:
G#m                       B
I’ma make this girl love me
B                             E
She see the bottles, after bottles
               G#m                               B
I’m spending pesos, yeah, ain't nothin' we just do it, baby, do it, baby
B                                E
No chaser, she gon’ drink it straight up
G#m                   B
Baby, don’t run from me
               B                    E
Facin' the pillow, fuckin’ up your make-up
G#m                           B
Don't play with it (don’t play it)
B                               E
She know that pussy too good, straight up

Verse 2: Tyga:
G#m                                B
Baby, I’m a baller, Balmain and Bugattis
B                                                  E
Bitch, ain't a nigga got it, yeah, I’m all about deposits
G#m                                             B
Yeah, I’m master Myagi, off shine, like ball here
B                                               E
I'm Ricky with the Rolls Royce, really, I’m really
G#m                                     B
How dare you offend me? Your life a pity
B                                               E
I pity the fool, the fools that goin' for work penny (you a bitch nigga)
G#m                             B
I love women, as much as lesbians
B                                       E
I lube in the mister, best feelin', forget ‘em.
G#m                             B
Then we visit that pussy, drippin’
B                                               E
She got good credit, make that pussy drippin’, drip, drippin’
G#m                                                     B
Squirtin' all up on Cavalli sheets, she a beast, I’m a gremlin
B                                         E
After midnight, you know the rest right? Right

Chorus: Chris Brown & Tyga:
G#m                       B
I’ma make this girl love me
B                             E
She see the bottles, after bottles
               G#m                               B
I’m spending pesos, yeah, ain't nothin' we just do it, baby, do it, baby
B                                E
No chaser, she gon’ drink it straight up
G#m                   B
Baby, don’t run from me
               B                    E
Facin' the pillow, fuckin’ up your make-up
G#m                           B
Don't play with it (don’t play it)
B                               E
She know that pussy too good, straight up

Verse 3: Chris Brown & Tyga:
G#m                                     B
Oh woah, I’m gon’ make you love me tonight
B                                       E
Oh woah, I’m gon’ make you love me tonight
G#m                             B
Oh yeah, I’m the man and you know it
B                               E
Hands all over your body, girl
G#m                                     B
And that ass, you really need to show it (real shit)
B                               E
I bet, I can make your body rock
G#m                     B
I bet, I can make you feel good
B                               E
Fuck around and make your heart stop
G#m                     B
When I give you this wood
B                       E
Baby, your body’s calling
G#m                     B
I can’t wait no more
B                               E
Girl, you better stop with the bullshit
G#m                             B
Leave them panties on the floor
B                       E
I’m ‘bout to pull up on this
G#m
So let down your hair
B                                G#m              B
So baby, don’t play with it (don’t play with it)
B                                   E
Don't play with it (don’t play with it)

Pre-Chorus:Chris Brown & Tyga:
G#m             B
Don’t play with it (yeah)
B                    E
All this money over here
G#m                        B
Little mama, don’t play with it
B              E
Ayy girl, ayy girl
G#m                   B
She gon’ let a nigga lay in it
B                         E
She know that pussy too good
                               G#m     B
Fuck around and make a nigga stay in it
   B            E
I’ma stay in it

Outro: Tyga:
G#m             B
Aw yeah
B
Ain’t no party, like a rich nigga party
E