The Weeknd - Kiss Land, аккорды

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Intro: 
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Verse 1:
       
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When I got on stage, she swore I was six feet tall
             
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But when she put it in her mouth she can't seem to reach my 
 
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(ball, ball, ball)
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Ballin' ain't an issue for me, I'll make a hundred stacks 
               
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right back next week
          
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Do it all again, I'm faded off the wrong thing, the wrong thing
           
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And I'll admit baby, I'm a little camera shy
      
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But exceptions can be made baby, cause you're too damn fly
             
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For what it's worth, I hope you enjoy the show
                
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Cause if you're back here only takin' pictures
                           
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You gon' have to take your ass home

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Cause the only thing you're takin' is your clothes off baby
         
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Go 'head girl, strip it down, close your mouth
                       
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I just wanna hear your body talk

Hook:
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(Nothing is going to change my love for you)
(Nothing is going to change my love for you)
   
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Oh girl, don’t hold back, let it out
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(Nothing is going to change my love for you)
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Oh girl, don’t hold back, let it out
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(Nothing is going to change my love for you)
(Nothing is going to change my love for you)
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Don’t hold back, let it out
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(Nothing is going to change my love for you)
(Nothing is going to change my love for you)

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Don’t hold back

Verse 2:
        
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You can meet me in the room where the kisses ain't free
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You gotta pay with your body
           
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Not really into kisses leading into nothing
         
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I'm into shows every night, if you play your cards right
       
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I might fuck around, bring your whole crew on tour
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Fuck around, turn you to my west coast girl
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Until they book a show in NYC
      
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Gotta fly back east where the city don't sleep
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Woah, I'm tryna finish all this potion
     
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Baby take your time, tryna sip it 'til the mornin'
              
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And if you're still up, I'm tryna fuck you in the mornin'
         
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Said I'm two days strong, and never sleep until it's mornin',
           
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until the morning

Bridge

Hook

Interlude: 
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Verse 3:
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I got a brand new place, I think I've seen it twice all year
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I can't remember how it looks inside, so you can picture 
                  
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how my life's been
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I went from starin' at the same four walls for 21 years
          
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To seein' the whole world in just twelve months
                 
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Been gone for so long I might have just found God
   
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Well probably not, if I keep my habits up
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Probably not if I can't keep up with lovin'
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And I can't stand talkin' to brand new girls
     
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Only bitches down to fuck when you shower them with ones
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Probably not if my niggas round them up
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Probably not if we take 'em to my spot
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Probably not if I tweak all day just to sleep at night
God damn I'm high
   
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My doctor told me to stop
                            
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And he gave me something to pop
      
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And I mix it up with some Adderall's and I wait to get to the top
      
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And I mix it up with some alcohol and I pour it up in a shot
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I don't care about you, why you worried 'bout me?
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All I want is that smoke, give me all of that smoke
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Last week was my rough week, I'm still drippin' down from my nose
    
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And I don't know how to drive, I make my driver get high
          
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But If he goes under that 110, believe my driver get fired
    
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And I don't got any friends, I got XO in my bloodwork
        
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And I'm posted up down in Florida, 
                        
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Ft. Lauderdale to that MIA
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Cold drinks with Grand Marnier
                             
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To the break of dawn, Kahlua milk
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White Russian when the sun hits
                             
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White Russians with tongue tricks
   
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I like the feeling of tongue rings
                                 
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She like the way my whole tongue flip
    
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She grind hard for tuition
                              
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She grind hard til' her teeth chip
  
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I make her hide it with gold grills
                               
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I make her suck it with gold grills
       
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In the back room of the VIP

She don't ever sleep…

Outro:
           
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This ain't nothing to relate to (x4)
            
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Even if you tried, you tried, you tried
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You tried, you tried, you tried
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You tried, you tried, you tried
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You tried, you tried, you tried