I Killed You Chords

Key: D Intro: D Db Your new hot comb go 'round and 'round (Go) D Db Your new blowout go 'round and 'round (Pick it out) D Db The 360 waves go 'round and 'round (Go) D Db The grease addin' up, it go 'round and 'round Verse 1: N.C. I gotta work, I gotta eat N.C. If they see you on top of me, I gotta leave N.C. Bitch, I killed you, your natural state is threatening N.C. To the point that I point at myself and self-esteem N.C. Bitch, I killed you, no findin' out a couple knots was a map N.C. We escapin', them routes right on the scalp D Db Bitch, I killed you, takin' you out, it's not a game D Db Feel ashamed, so we straightened you out without a doubt D Db Bitch, I killed you, you are so essential D Db How we used to pick you 'cause you was a symbol D Db Berries and oils, your nature was so simple D Db But I guess the coils and kinks became an issue D Db Therefore, bitch, I killed you, Jheris and Mimis D Db I burnt you, I cut you, I filled you up with chemis D Db Forced you to relax, you was thick, you was BB D Db Couldn't take the heat, so you gone when they see me now D Db Yeah, bitch, I killed you, aunties, grandmas, sisters, mamas, N.C. D Darker-skinneded women's conscience, got you, bitch, they killed you Db N.C. Uncles, daddies, brothers, sons cut by one, the shit begun early D Bitch, they killed you Db D Mentally stuck, I couldn't see, when you breathe Db Thought I needed a cut, it fucked me up D Bitch, I killed you Db D We don't got advantages, we don't match they images Db D So it led to damages, ah, I had to kill you Db I gotta work, I gotta eat D Db If they see you on top of me, then I'm at peace D Bitch, I killed you Db D You are my crown, without the grease, really fine Db Got the kinks in they mind they gotta ease D Bitch, I killed you Db D Gravity defy, against the elements Db D Call you fragile? I say you delicate Db N.C. You the room, baby, they the motherfuckin' elephant Talkin' 'bout my heritage F#m7 I could never kill-

Interlude: Fm7 Em9 Fm7 F#m7 (Comb that shit) Fm7 Em9 Fm7 Verse 2: F#m7 Trapped in the back, aw (Where they at ) Type three, is it type four? (Where they at ) Em9 Fuck it, get down, this is my crown (Where they at ) You got kinks in your mind, boy (Where they at ) Outro: F#m7 You're so beautiful Em9 Just as beautiful F#m7 You're so beautiful Fm7 Em9 Just as beautiful Fm7 F#m7 Just as beautiful Fm7 Em9 Ooh, ah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Away, away, a-a-a-away) Fm7 F#m7 Em9 Just as beautiful (Ooh, ooh) F#m7 Dum, dum (Ooh), dum, dum Em9 Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum (Ooh)