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Capo: 3
CAPO 3 Intro: [Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
DmWhat do you think my brain Emis made for Is itAm just a container for the mind This gDmreat grey matter Em Am DmSensei replied whatEm is your woman Is she Amjust a container for the child ThaDmt soft pink matter Em Cotton candy MaAmjin Buu CDmlose my eyes and fall inEmto you Am DmMy god shes giving me pEmleasure Am
DmWhat if the sky and the stars Emare for show And the alienAms are watching live From the purpDmle matter Em Am DmSensei went quiet then violEment And we sparrAmed until we both grew tired DmNothing mattered Em Cotton candyAm Majin Buu DmDim the lights and fEmall into youAm My god giving me pleasure Dm Pleasure pleasuEmre pleasure Am DmPleasure over matter Em Am
Then just repeat Dm Em Am for the rest of the song! [Verse 2: Andre 3000] Since you been gone I been having withdrawals You were such a habit to call I aint myself at all had to tell myself naw Shes better with some fella with a regular job I didnt wanna get her involved By dinner Mr. Benjamin was sitting in awe Hopped into my car drove far Fars too close and I remember My memories no sharp Butter knife, what a life, anyway Im building yall a clock, stop What am I Hemingway? She had the kind of body That would probably intimidate Any of em that were un-southern Not me cousin If models are made for modeling Thick girls are made for cuddlin Switch worlds and we can huddle then Who needs another friend I need to hold your hand Youd need no other man we d flee to other lands Grey matter Blue used to be my favorite color Now I ain't got no choice Blue matter Youre good at being bad Youre bad at being good For heavens sakes go to hell Nah knock on wood Youre good at being bad Youre bad at being good For heavens sakes go to hell Knock knock knock knock on wood Well frankly when that ocean so motherfucking good Make her swab the motherfucking wood Make her walk the motherfucking plank Make her rob a motherfucking bank With no mask on and a rusty revolver