Cyber Sex Ukulele chords by Doja Cat

Tuning: G C E A (G C E A)

Intro:
G C D G
G C D G

Chorus:
G                C
I wanna touch on you (On you)
C
You see me in my room (My room)
C                       G
Wish you were here right now (Right now)
G
All of the things I'd do
G       Am
I wanna get freaky on camera
G              D
I love when we get freaky on camera

Verse 1:
G                 C
  We freak on the cam
C
Love at first sight, just a link to the 'Gram
C                     G
Pussy all pink with a tan
G
And I play with it 'til my middle fingers are cramped up
G                                  C
Swipe right 'cause he thick and he handsome
C
Love a sneak peek, when you free? Can we cam up?
C                               G
No shot to the screen, put your hands up
G
Make it pop in your face like a Samsung
G                  C
  And that's my nigga, better yet, that's my hitta
C                    G
He don't leak nudes, and if you do you could go missin'
G              C
Met him on Tinder, he just swipe left on bitches
C                                    G
And he don't even scroll through Insta'
G
'Less he going through my pictures

Chorus:
G                C
I wanna touch on you (On you)
C
You see me in my room (My room)
C                       G
Wish you were here right now (Right now)
G
All of the things I'd do
G       Am
I wanna get freaky on camera
G              D
I love when we get freaky on camera


Post-Chorus:
G           C
Is you into that? (Into that, is you into that? Uh-uh)
C               D    G
Let's break the internet (Internet, on the internet, oh-oh)
G            C
We do it the best (It the best, doin' it the best, uh-uh)
     C       D    G
When we have cybersex (Cybersex, havin' cybersex, oh-oh)


Verse 2:
G             C
  When he off work, he calling me on Skype (Yeah)
C
Trust me when I meet him, I'm fucking him on sight (Yeah)
G
Lemme see you beat it, I'm feelin just like Mike (Okay, okay)
G              C
Huh, oh, stuff that 'til I drown in all of your pics
C
Can't scroll down cause some of them dicks (Ya)
G
Nigga, my parents going through my shit (My shit, my shit)
     G              C
Huh, oh, can't give head, you give me the FaceTime
C
Nigga, you a creep, I saw you on Dateline
G
You ain't gettin pussy, you fucking an AI
G        C
Huh, oh, what a time to be alive
G                     Cmaj7
Living in the future, blinging on my hotline

Chorus:
G                C
I wanna touch on you (On you)
C
You see me in my room (My room)
C                       G
Wish you were here right now (Right now)
G
All of the things I'd do
G       Am
I wanna get freaky on camera
G              D
I love when we get freaky on camera
G                C
I wanna touch on you (On you)
C
You see me in my room (My room)
C                       G
Wish you were here right now (Right now)
G
All of the things I'd do
G       Am
I wanna get freaky on camera
G              D
I love when we get freaky on camera


Post-Chorus:
G           C
Is you into that? (Into that, is you into that? Uh-uh)
C               D    G
Let's break the internet (Internet, on the internet, oh-oh)
G            C
We do it the best (It the best, doin' it the best, uh-uh)
     C       D    G
When we have cybersex (Cybersex, havin' cybersex,
N.C
oh-oh