Аккорды Shuba - Indian Summer

[Chorus]
C                 G
Ooh I took another risk,
G                                      Am
Looking for a high and I let him get a hit,
Am          Em
now   He.....wants an Indian summer

C                 G
Ooh I love to make it drip,
G                                      Am
No vanilla skies when I kiss him on the lips
Am                    Em
now   He.....wants an Indian summer


[Verse 1]
Am      G
Paradox, henna on my hands and whiskey on the rocks
Am                      G
Baby stay right where I put you
                  Em
I've been reading kamasutra
Em
If you want to
                 Em               C
You can make me wet just like the monsoon
   C                        Am
Tell me everything you're gonna do
  C                    Em
Run your fingers on my tattoos


[Verse 2]
Em
Let him feel the hot sun, Bet he need ice
Em
Yeah he want my passion, Yeah he want spice
   C                                       Em
Brown cinnamon, 'cause he love my brown eyes
   C                                       Em
Gave it to him once, Now he wanna hit twice


[Chorus]
C                 G
Ooh I took another risk
G                                      Am
Looking for a high and I let him get a hit,
Am          Em
now   He.....wants an Indian summer

C                       G
Ooh I love to make it drip,
G                                     Am
No vanilla skies when I kiss him on the lips
Am                    Em
now   He.....wants an Indian summer


[Verse 3]
Em                                     C
Flows too tight for the chill beats, I'm too fly for the feelsies
Em                                     C
He's like fire to the cool breeze, Loose my mind for the 6 feet
 Em                                    C
'cause you can't beat the way he grind on my backseat
Em                                     C
Up and down til' I can't breathe, Pass out when he kiss me
C
Lose track of time when it's in me(whoa)


[Verse 4]
Em                   C     Em                    C
I'm supposed to be a lady, They say I'm going crazy
Em
Guessed it messed my head up when people were calling me
C
 "Miss Shady"
Em                                     C
Just shut your mouth, embrace me, or I'll go Patrick Swayze
Em                                     C
I'm either from heaven-sent or I've been sent from hades
Em                                     C
Caught from the top not in the plot I'm gonna rot, My body's in hell no
Em                                     C
Angels of God making a mark, looking at me 10 feet when I fell down
Em                                     C
If you want our innocence don't flood our screens with all this shit
Em                                     C
You can never tell a brown baddie when it's time to quit


[Chorus]
C                 G
Ooh I took another risk,
G                                      Am
Looking for a high and I let him get a hit,
Am          Em
now   He.....wants an Indian summer
C                 G
Ooh I love to make it drip,
G                                      Am
No vanilla skies when I kiss him on the lips
Am                    Em
now   He.....wants an Indian summer