Аккорды Pitbull - "International Love (Chris Brown)"

            Pitbull- International Love ft. Chris Brown 

Capo 1

Bm G D A x 2

[Pitbull]

Bm G  D        A     Bm      G     D     A                    
     Went from Mr. 305 to Mr. Worldwide, all around the world
Bm         G       D       A   Bm     G    D     A  
We're International, So international, international, So international
           Bm       G
You can't catch me, boy
               D                A
I'm overseas and about a hundred G's for sure
      Bm           G         
Don't test me boy, (Don't test me boy)
        D            A
Cause I rap with the best for sure,
               Bm              
305 till the death of me
G                D               A
Cremate my body and let the ocean have what's left of me
      Bm             G
But for now, forget about that,
      D
Blow the whistle
       A
Baby you're the referee

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

          Bm       G      D
You put it down like New York City
  A        Bm       G      D
I never sleep, wild like Los Angeles
   A     Bm     G    D
My fantasy, hotter than Miami
   A
I feel the heat!
Bm G D      A
Ohh, Miss International love
Bm G D      A
Ohh, Miss International love

[Pitbull]

 Bm                    G                D
I don't play football but I've touched down everywhere
                   A
Everywhere? Everywhere!
           Bm              G         D            A
I don't play baseball but I've hit a home run everywhere, everywhere
   Bm                               G
I've been to countries and cities I can't pronounce
   D                             A
And the places on the globe I ain't know existed
    Bm                      G                        D
In Romania she pulled me to the side and told me 'Pit, you can have me and my 
A
sister.'
  Bm                   G
In Lebanon, yeah the women are bomb
   D                         A
And in Greece you've guessed it the women are sweet
    Bm                        G             D            A
Been all around the world but I ain't gon' lie there's nothing like Miami's heat

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

          Bm       G      D
You put it down like New York City
  A        Bm       G      D
I never sleep, wild like Los Angeles
   A     Bm     G    D
My fantasy, hotter than Miami
   A
I feel the heat!
Bm G D      A
Ohh, Miss International love
Bm G D      A
Ohh, Miss International love

[Pitbull]

 Bm                      G
Down in D.R. they're looking for visas,
         D                   A
I ain't talking credit cards if you know what I mean!
  Bm              G
En Cuba, la cosa esta dura!
        D                  A
But the woman get down, if you know what I mean!
   Bm                 G                          D
In Colombia the women got everything on but they're some of the most beautiful 
A
women I've ever seen
 Bm             G                          D 
In Brazil they're freaky with big old booties and their thongs, blue yellow and 
A
green!
   Bm       G           D                A
In L.A. tengo la Mexicana, en New York tengo la boricua
 Bm           G                 D
Besito para todas las mujeres en Venezuela, muah!
           A
Y en Miami tengo a cualquiera!

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

          Bm       G      D
You put it down like New York City
  A        Bm       G      D
I never sleep, wild like Los Angeles
   A     Bm     G    D
My fantasy, hotter than Miami
   A
I feel the heat!
Bm G D      A
Ohh, Miss International love
Bm G D      A
Ohh, Miss International love

[Chris Brown]

  Bm        G         D              A
There's not a place that your love don't affect me baby
   Bm     G
So don't ever change
      D                      A
I cross the globe when I'm with you baby

[Chorus x2: Chris Brown]

          Bm       G      D
You put it down like New York City
  A        Bm       G      D
I never sleep, wild like Los Angeles
   A     Bm     G    D
My fantasy, hotter than Miami
   A
I feel the heat!
Bm G D      A
Ohh, Miss International love
Bm G D      A
Ohh, Miss International love

Tabed by Ben Joba