Candy Paint chords by Post Malone

Chorus:
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Candy paint with the white on top
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Lambo doors are the oo-op drop
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If you busy plotting on what I got
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Kick in your door, that's what you thought
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Hundred thousand dollars on the table top
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Half price my whips same price my watch
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Got no jumper but I ball a lot
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Bitch I'm young stoney, I do what I want (x2)


Verse 1:
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Didn't know that was your girl when she gave me top
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Kicked her out the Rolls said, "Thanks a lot"
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God damn I love paper, like I'm Michael Scott
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I can do things that your man cannot
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Slide boy comin' down, damn I'm hot
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Everybody say that I gotta be stopped
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Even though my final form ain't unlocked
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I'm so far ahead of you motherfuckers
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How you comprehend what you ain't understanding?
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Count a hundred bands and I watch it vanish
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Diamonds going crazy like they on the dance floor
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Got a lot of ass, nothing I can't handle

Pre chorus:
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Flavor that's whatever, you should try a sample
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Baby I'm the boss like I'm Tony Danza
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Everybody trying to tell me what I stand for
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But you don't fucking know me homie you don't want war

Chorus:
A
Candy paint with the white on top
E
Lambo doors are the oo-op drop
A
If you busy plotting on what I got
E
Kick in your door, that's what you thought
A
Hundred thousand dollars on the table top
E
Half price my whips same price my watch
A
Got no jumper but I ball a lot
E
Bitch I'm young stoney, I do what I want (x2)


Bridge:
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I've been rolling twenty ash, hit the road
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Hit the switch up the suicide doors
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We already know you vanished though
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Hit my momma when I ride in that, oh
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All these motherfuckers so false with me
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If your money funny, don't talk to me (nah)
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I know there is shit that you could offer me
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Take a second if you think about crossing me

Pre chorus:
                 A
Flavor that's whatever, you should try a sample
             E
Baby I'm the boss like I'm Tony Danza
          A
Everybody trying to tell me what I stand for
                      E
But you don't fucking know me homie you don't want war

Chorus:
A
Candy paint with the white on top
E
Lambo doors are the oo-op drop
A
If you busy plotting on what I got
E
Kick in your door, that's what you thought
A
Hundred thousand dollars on the table top
E
Half price my whips same price my watch
A
Got no jumper but I ball a lot
E