Cry Baby chords by Megan Thee Stallion

Megan Thee Stallion featuring Dababy

INTRO:
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Real hot girl shit
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CHORUS:
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That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
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Her friends and mom hate me (Go)
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Lay down on the bed, do the crybaby (Mmm)
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She ain't gave me none of that pussy in a while
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She had the boy waitin', I don't mind waitin' (Come here)
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Oh, you ain't gon' respond to my texts? (Oh, yeah)
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Want me keep on my diamonds, we sex? (What's your name)

VERSE:
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Keisha? (Kei), Jasmine? (Jas), Kiera? Megan? (Go)
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Lisa? Ashley? (Ashley), Sierra? Sarah
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She got her hands on her knees with her ass in the air, ooh, that lil' bitch a player
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If her friends ain't around to record it, she bend over, shake that lil' ass in the mirror
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Like goddamn, what a nigga gotta do for your number
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Shawty came through with that head so good, I said fuck it, I ain't usin' no rubber
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Way she make that ass bounce, think I love her
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Got that ass and that mouth from her mother
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Type to make your bae mad, you in trouble
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NBA playoffs that ass, it's a bubble
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Uh uh, uh uh, come here, come here, uh uh
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Throw that ass back, come here, come here



CHORUS:
G#m
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby
G#m
Her friends and mom hate me (Go)
G#m
Lay down on the bed, do the crybaby (Go)
G#m
She ain't gave me none of that pussy in a while
G#m
She had the boy waitin', I don't mind waitin'
G#m
Oh, you ain't gon' respond to my texts? (Oh, yeah)
G#m
Want me keep on my diamonds, we sex? (What's your name)

VERSE:
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(Wah, wah, wah, wah) Real hot girl shit (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
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Lay on my stomach, toot it up, do the crybaby (Crybaby)
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Look back, hold it open, now he annihilated (Yeah)
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Moaning like a bitch when he hit this pussy
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Damn, he probably wanna wear my hoodie (Ah)
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Choke me, spank me, look at me, thank me (Thank me)
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If I give it to another nigga, he'll hate me (He'll hate me)
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Spit, slurp, give him that work
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Fell too fast for me, now the nigga hurt
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Deeper, deeper, I need a reaper
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Thought I was in trouble how he tearin' them cheeks up
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Keep me a freak, who the flavor of the week
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If I make up the rules, then I don't think it's cheatin'
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Jordan, Tommy, Timothy, Daniel (Which one)
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Might let Jonathan bring in Sarah (Come here, Sarah)
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Bitch tryna brag about taking my man (Huh)
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Hah, I needed me a nigga off my hands (Hahahaha)
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Uh uh, don't fuck me like that, fuck me like this, yeah, ayy

CHORUS:
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His friends and his dad hate me (Yeah)
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I broke his lil' heart, he a crybaby (Wah wah wah)
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If I ain't let him hit the pussy by now
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Then that nigga lame if he still waitin' (Ah, ah, ah)
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I ain't even save your number (Nope)
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So no, I can't reply to no text (No text)
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I make him cry 'bout the pussy, hmm
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Probably why my shit so wet (Ah, ah, ah, ah, wah, wah, wah)