The Real Her(Chords)

	        

 

Intro: C D Em  

 

Verse 1: Drake 
 People around you should really have nothing to say 
 Me, I?m just proud of the fact that you?ve done it your way 
 And the weekends here started it right 
 Even if you only get part of it right 
 Live for today, plan for tomorrow 
 Party tonight, party tonight 
 Dying to meet your girlfriends 
 That you said you might bring 
 If they?re the ones that tell you that you do the right thing 
  
Bridge:
  
 Houston girls, love the way it goes down 
 Atlanta girls, love the way it goes down 
 Vegas girls, love the way it goes down 
  
 
 But I gotta say, oh babe, oh babe, why is this so familiar? 
 Just met, already feel like I know the real her 
 You must?ve done this before, this can?t be your first time 
 We must?ve been here before, it?s still fresh on my mind 
 You got that shit that somebody would look for but won?t find 
 You must?ve done this before, this can?t be your first time 
  
Verse 2:
 
 They keep telling me don?t save you 
 If I ignore all that advice 
 Then something isn?t right 
 Then who will I complain to? 
 But the weekends here started it right 
 Even if I only get part of it right 
 Live for today, plan for tomorrow 
 Party tonight, party tonight 
 You got your guards up, I do too. There?s things we might discover 
 Cause you got a past and I do too, we?re perfect for each other 
  
Bridge 
  
Verse 3:

 Cause to her I?m just a rapper, and soon she?ll have met another 
 So if tonight?s an accident, tomorrow we?ll recover 
 And I know I?m not supposed to judge a book by its cover 
 I don?t wanna be in the blind, but sometimes I Stevie Wonder 
 About her, and she with it if I?m with it, and I?m with it 
 I know what makes her smile, but I won?t know what makes her different 
 Or should I just be realistic? Lipstick on the glass 
 I know this ain?t your first, but it?s better than your last. 
 Tunechi 
  

  
Verse 4:
 
 Shower her with dollar tips 
 Shawty went and bought a whip 
 Guarantee the city remember your whole name 
 You throw that ho a scholarship 
 All of them ain't all equipped 
 And this saddens me, I see the pecking order 
 Quote-unquote 'bad bitches' work the whole floor 
 Those that get laughed at sit off in the corner 
 Like a lab rat nobody want her 
 Niggas that are married don't wanna go home 
 But we look up to them, they wish they were us 
 They want some new trim 
 We lust for some trust 
 Now the both of us are colorblind 
 Cause the other side looks greener 
 Which leaves your turf in the Boise state 
 Can't see her play or the team, cuz 
 Everybody has an addiction; mine happens to be you 
 And those who say they don't 
 Souls will later on say to them 'that ain't true' 
 All of them will have an opinion 
 But y'all know what you can do with them 
 But if you unsure, I'll take you on tour 
 To a place you can stick that in 
 Well, sitting here sad as hell 
 Listening to Adele, I feel you baby 
 Someone like you, more like someone unlike you 
 Or something that's familiar maybe 
 And I can tell that she wants a baby 
 And I can yell 'girl that you're crazy!' 
 Oh what the hell? Nope can't be lazy 
 Please be careful: bitches got the rabies