Spicy 创作者：
Ty Dolla $Ign

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调：E minor

Verse 1
Em 
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G 
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Em 
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G 
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(Damn
Em 
James)
(Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign)
Bm 
F# 
Who tryna, who tryna go? (Go) Who gon' drop it

Verse 2
G 
down like
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it's money on the floor? (Ho)
Em 
Who tryna, who tryna bust
Bm 
F# 
it for the dollars? (Go)
G 
Who tryna freak,
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bring their homegirl and run it? (Go)
Em 
F#aug 
She my spicy lil' mama (ooh, yeah), she
G 
let me bust her piñata (aw, yeah)
F#aug 
Bm 
Em 
F# 
I buy    her all the designer,
G 
but she's still leavin' tomorrow
F# 

Verse 3
Em 
Bm 
G 
Who tryna, who tryna go?
Em 
Who nigga hope that she don't?
Bm 
G 
Who tryna slide for the night?
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Em 
Who tryna wife her? Not I
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Know my name, say my name
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G 
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Yellow   diamonds on my chain,   lemonade
Bm 
Em 
I can never be your main,
F# 
but tell your man
D 
Em 
You gon' have to call
G 
Em 
him back another time
F# 
Girl, let's get out and vibe
G 
F# 
Em 
Go up  , get loud
F# 
G 
Get right here and now
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Em 
Yeah, tell me

Verse 4
Bm 
F# 
Who tryna, who tryna go? (Go)
G 
Who gon' drop it down like
F# 
it's money on the floor? (Ho)
Em 
Who tryna, who tryna bust
Bm 
F# 
it for the dollars? (Go)
G 
Who tryna freak,
F# 
bring their homegirl and run it? (Go)
F#aug 
Bm 
Em 
F#aug 
She      my spicy lil' mama (ooh, yeah), she
G 
F# 
let me bust her piñata (aw, yeah)
F#aug 
Bm 
F# 
I buy    her all the designer,
G 
but she's still leavin' tomorrow
F# 

Verse 5
Em 
F#aug 
She tryna pull my pants    down
G 
I was lightin' up a stoge on my
F# 
break time
Em 
Told her, "Babe,
F# 
I got a meetin' over FaceTime"
G 
She don't care, my lil' mama never
F# 
Bm 
Em 
waste time (oo h, wow)
F# 
Gotta catch a flight real quick
D 
G 
Sneak a  Xanny on the plane in the
fuckin' lipstick (the lipstick)
Em 
She look at me and laugh,
F#aug 
give a fuck what     I think (what I think)
G 
And she bad, she a crazy,
F# 
but I like her like this
Em 
F# 
Ayy, shawty so bad, man,
shawty so cold
D 
G 
D 
Wanna go out, twenty-five years years old
Em 
Met her in the club,
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D 
they were playin' "Psycho"
Now we match APs and they all rose-gold
Em 
F# 
G 
F# 
Em 
F# 
An  d   And we both can agree
G 
Em 
Ooh, she wilder than me

Verse 6
Em 
Yeah, tell me who tryna,
Bm 
who tryna go? (Go)
G 
Who gon' drop it down like it's money
F# 
on the floor? (Ho)
Em 
Who tryna, who tryna bust
Bm 
F# 
it for the dollars? (Go)
G 
Who tryna freak,
F# 
bring their homegirl and run it? (Go)
Bm 
Em 
F# 
She my spi cy lil' mama (ooh, yeah), she
F#aug 
D 
G 
let      me bust her piñata (aw, yeah)
F#aug 
Bm 
F# 
I buy      her all the designer,
D 
G 
but she's still leavin' tomorrow
F# 