Ghetto Baby Chords & Lyrics - Lana Del Rey
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[VERSE 1]
You got a fa[A]ce like the Madonna, cryin' te[Em]ars of gold
Been pumping g[A]as at the Texaco, ro[Em]ad to road
You're on the r[A]un, oh, b[Em]aby, yeah
You're on the r[A]un, oh, [Em]baby
I'm n[Am]ot a trick, but I'[D]m a trick for you
You g[Am]imme butterflies; he[D]art's skipping one, two
I kn[Am]ow you're sick, boy, I wa[D]nna get the flu
I'm ru[C]nnin' temperatures thi[E]nkin' of your love, boo
[CHORUS]
Br[Em]ookl[C]yn, move my s[Em]oul like th[C]is
Ki[Em]ssin' my stil[C]ettos
Move your m[Bm]outh up to my lips
Co[Em]me on over, ghe[C]tto baby
(He said, "show [Bm]me what you got, girl")
Co[Em]me on over, gh[C]etto baby
("Drop it l[Bm]ike it's hot, girl")
[Em] [C] [Bm]
[VERSE 2]
I know your l[A]ips say that you wanna, but your h[Em]eart's a no
But boy, your h[A]ips say that you're gonna when you h[Em]old me, hold me
You're so f[A]un, b-b[Em]aby, you are too much f[A]un, b-b[Em]aby
My lo[Am]cal rock star, the Wi[D]lly B. crew
I'm fee[Am]ling you, boy, you l[D]ikin' me too
I'm cl[Am]ockin' chicks left and ri[D]ght just to get to you
You're out th[C]ere on the grind
Now c[E]ome home to your queen, boo
[CHORUS]
Br[Em]ookl[C]yn, move my s[Em]oul like th[C]is
Ki[Em]ssin' my stil[C]ettos
Move your m[Bm]outh up to my lips
Co[Em]me on over, ghe[C]tto baby
(He said, "show [Bm]me what you got, girl")
Co[Em]me on over, gh[C]etto baby
("Drop it l[Bm]ike it's hot, girl")
[CHORUS]
Br[Em]ookl[C]yn, move my s[Em]oul like th[C]is
Ki[Em]ssin' my stil[C]ettos
Move your m[Bm]outh up to my lips
Co[Em]me on over, ghe[C]tto baby
(He said, "show [Bm]me what you got, girl")
Co[Em]me on over, gh[C]etto baby
("Drop it l[Bm]ike it's hot, girl")
[BRIDGE]
We're a ma[C]tch made in He[D]aven
If they're go[C]nna talk, let 'em
If th[Em]ey don't think we're g[Bm]ood together, baby j[C]ust forget 'em
When he's b[A]ad, he's b[Bm]ad
But when he's g[C]ood, no one's better
Cause we're a ma[E]tch made in Heaven
And this ki[C]nd of love's forever
[Em] [C] [Bm]
[CHORUS]
Br[Em]ookl[C]yn, move my s[Em]oul like th[C]is
Ki[Em]ssin' my stil[C]ettos
Move your m[Bm]outh up to my lips
Co[Em]me on over, ghe[C]tto baby
(He said, "show [Bm]me what you got, girl")
Co[Em]me on over, gh[C]etto baby
("Drop it l[Bm]ike it's hot, girl")
[CHORUS]
Br[Em]ookl[C]yn, move my s[Em]oul like th[C]is
Ki[Em]ssin' my stil[C]ettos
Move your m[Bm]outh up to my lips
Co[Em]me on over, ghe[C]tto baby
(He said, "show [Bm]me what you got, girl")
Co[Em]me on over, gh[C]etto baby
("Drop it l[Bm]ike it's hot, girl")
You got a fa[A]ce like the Madonna, cryin' te[Em]ars of gold
Been pumping g[A]as at the Texaco, ro[Em]ad to road
You're on the r[A]un, oh, b[Em]aby, yeah
You're on the r[A]un, oh, [Em]baby
I'm n[Am]ot a trick, but I'[D]m a trick for you
You g[Am]imme butterflies; he[D]art's skipping one, two
I kn[Am]ow you're sick, boy, I wa[D]nna get the flu
I'm ru[C]nnin' temperatures thi[E]nkin' of your love, boo
[CHORUS]
Br[Em]ookl[C]yn, move my s[Em]oul like th[C]is
Ki[Em]ssin' my stil[C]ettos
Move your m[Bm]outh up to my lips
Co[Em]me on over, ghe[C]tto baby
(He said, "show [Bm]me what you got, girl")
Co[Em]me on over, gh[C]etto baby
("Drop it l[Bm]ike it's hot, girl")
[Em] [C] [Bm]
[VERSE 2]
I know your l[A]ips say that you wanna, but your h[Em]eart's a no
But boy, your h[A]ips say that you're gonna when you h[Em]old me, hold me
You're so f[A]un, b-b[Em]aby, you are too much f[A]un, b-b[Em]aby
My lo[Am]cal rock star, the Wi[D]lly B. crew
I'm fee[Am]ling you, boy, you l[D]ikin' me too
I'm cl[Am]ockin' chicks left and ri[D]ght just to get to you
You're out th[C]ere on the grind
Now c[E]ome home to your queen, boo
[CHORUS]
Br[Em]ookl[C]yn, move my s[Em]oul like th[C]is
Ki[Em]ssin' my stil[C]ettos
Move your m[Bm]outh up to my lips
Co[Em]me on over, ghe[C]tto baby
(He said, "show [Bm]me what you got, girl")
Co[Em]me on over, gh[C]etto baby
("Drop it l[Bm]ike it's hot, girl")
[CHORUS]
Br[Em]ookl[C]yn, move my s[Em]oul like th[C]is
Ki[Em]ssin' my stil[C]ettos
Move your m[Bm]outh up to my lips
Co[Em]me on over, ghe[C]tto baby
(He said, "show [Bm]me what you got, girl")
Co[Em]me on over, gh[C]etto baby
("Drop it l[Bm]ike it's hot, girl")
[BRIDGE]
We're a ma[C]tch made in He[D]aven
If they're go[C]nna talk, let 'em
If th[Em]ey don't think we're g[Bm]ood together, baby j[C]ust forget 'em
When he's b[A]ad, he's b[Bm]ad
But when he's g[C]ood, no one's better
Cause we're a ma[E]tch made in Heaven
And this ki[C]nd of love's forever
[Em] [C] [Bm]
[CHORUS]
Br[Em]ookl[C]yn, move my s[Em]oul like th[C]is
Ki[Em]ssin' my stil[C]ettos
Move your m[Bm]outh up to my lips
Co[Em]me on over, ghe[C]tto baby
(He said, "show [Bm]me what you got, girl")
Co[Em]me on over, gh[C]etto baby
("Drop it l[Bm]ike it's hot, girl")
[CHORUS]
Br[Em]ookl[C]yn, move my s[Em]oul like th[C]is
Ki[Em]ssin' my stil[C]ettos
Move your m[Bm]outh up to my lips
Co[Em]me on over, ghe[C]tto baby
(He said, "show [Bm]me what you got, girl")
Co[Em]me on over, gh[C]etto baby
("Drop it l[Bm]ike it's hot, girl")
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