Post Malone

85 пісень

[Intro] Am G C F ………….. Am G C F ………….. [Chorus] Am G How Am I free when you hold me so tight? C F How can I be

[Intro] Am C Em G Oooh I fall apart Am C Em G Oooh yeah, mmhmm [Verse 1] Am C Em G She told me that I'm not enough, yeah Am C

[Intro] F C Am G 1--&--2--&--3--&--4--& 1--&--2--&--3--&--4--& 1--&--2--&--3--&--4--& e|--------------------------|----------

[Intro] Em7 A DM7 …………. Em7 A DM7 Ebdim7 …………………. [Chorus] Em7 A Ooh, girl, I like you, I do DM7 I wanna be your friend, Go shoppin’ in a Benz Em7 A I like

[Intro] CM7 G .......... [Verse 1] CM7 G ..Joy is the coldest lover I know CM7 G ..Only because she never comes CM7 G

[Intro] G D/F# C ............ [Verse 1] G D/F# C And all my friends take vitamins G D/F# C Break off perfect pieces with violence [Chorus] G

[Intro] Em Bm C G ............... [Verse] Em Bm ..When we was lying down on the floor C You said I should smile more

Steady, Walking Tempo F#m/E: 044xxx [Intro] Play F#m/E on the "up" beat of 2 and 4 F#mF#m/E F#m F#m/E (1 2 &^ 3 4 &^ ) [Verse 1] F#m She said, "Love me," so I love her

[Intro] Am C Am C …………… [Verse 1] Am C ..Couldn’t fall asleep all night Am I try with all my might C I thought I knew what yo

Capo 3rd fret [Intro] Am F C G [Verse 1] Am Last callers, last chancers F 9-to-5ers, truckers, dancers C Couple chuck's, ern's, and chandler's G With a whole lotta prayers unan

[Intro] Em C ………….. Em C ………….. [Verse 1] Em I woke up on the ground C I guess I shoulda kept that to myself Em Turns out I’m pretty good

[Intro] Em D# C Em D# C Em G#7 G I feel like monte, bitch I feel like monte [Hook] D C I need my bucks hoe, bitch I feel like

вся песня: D#m B [Intro] D#m B D#m B (d.a. got that dope) [Chorus] D#m Count up the bands, stickin' out No rubber band is big enough B Chain is so heavy, can't pick it up Cam

[Chorus] D Don't wanna sober up, the sun is killin' my buzz, that's why they call it mourning A Thought I was strong enough, threw my bottle at the sky, said, "God, that's a warning" D Don't wanna sob

[Intro] CG Am Gm7 C7 F C (I wish I could've been there myself) [Chorus] C G It’s what it is, it's how I live

[Intro] E A E ……….. E A E ……….. [Verse 1] Bm7 A E Took another sip from my ashtray Bm7 A E ..Didn’t bother me too much Bm7 A

[Intro] G A F# G A D [Refrain] G A Hoe, I look so clean and motherfuckers just talkin' Bm F# Show up at the spot and now everyone

[Intro] FM7 Am Novacandy FM7 Am You're just easier FM7 Am I didn't see her C G B7 And that's my favorite guy.... [Chorus] C#m A B

[Intro] | G C | G C | G C | D | | G C | G C | G C | G C | [Verse 1] G C G C You and me, we come from different worlds G C G

[Intro] Am F Dm Am [Chorus 1] Am F Dm Am I been waiting wide awake for the waves to come and take. Take

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[Intro] C G Dm F .............. C G Dm F .............. [Chorus 1] C G Dm F ..I spend my nights on overdrive... C G Dm F ..I l

[Verse 1] C Em Never know when someone come and try to take my life C I been sleeping with t

[Intro] G D Am Yeah, yeah, yeah [Hook] Em I know my wrist be dancin' crazy G Been on some fly shit lately G D Used to be so damn patient Am But now

[Intro] G A D ……….. G A Bm D …………….. [Chorus] G A ..Takin’ my own life just to save us D G Drink it all down

[Intro] Bm D Bm D F#m [Verse 1] Bm Hundred thousand for the chain and now my drop (drop) D When I pull out the garage, I chop my top Bm Just like a fiend, when I start I cannot stop D

[Intro] Cm Hahahahaha Gm Tank God Beats [Chorus: Post Malone] Gm Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Bb Man, I feel just like a rockstar (star) Eb Ayy

Cmaj7: x32000 Fmaj7: x33210 [Intro] F C G F C G Ooooooooh yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] F Such a long time Cm

[Intro] (Ah-ah, ah-ah) Am G Dm F ...........La-la, la-la Am G Dm F Am ...........La-la, la-la (Yeah) [Verse 1] G Dm Met her at a party F

[Intro] D Bm G .......... [Verse] D I'm always a drink away from a good day Put on some Jodeci, getting loose, aye Bm I pummel the coochie, I'm Bobby Boucher G May