Right By My Side

[Nicki Minaj]
F#     G#             Bbm
It all comes down to this
       C#                F#
I miss your morning kiss
        G#               Bbm
I won't lie, I'm feeling it
            B                      
You're gone now, and I'm missing it
 F#

        G#           Bbm
I'm so dumb, I must admit
         C#                F#
It's too much, to hold it in
        G#                Bbm
I can't say no more than this
       B                         F#
I just hope your heart hear me now
               G#              Bbm
Gotta let you know, how I'm feeling
            C#                   F#
You own my heart, he just renting
           G#          Bbm
Don't turn away, pay attention
                B
I'm pouring out my heart, oh boy

[Hook]
F#          G#     Bbm C#
I, I'm not livin' life
                F#
I'm not livin' right
G#                  Bbm          
I'm not livin', if you're not by 
    B
my side

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[Chris Brown]
F#         G#               Bbm
Let's meet at our favorite spot
             C#                    
You know the one, right around the 
     F#
block
              G#                   
From the nice place that you love 
   Bbm
to shop
            B  F#
Can you get away?
G#                       Bbm
Girl just sit down, let's talk it 
out
C#                    F#
One on one, without a crowd
        G#                     
I wanna hold your hand, make ya 
   Bbm
laugh again
     B               F#
I need to be near you
              G#             Bbm
Gotta let you know, how I'm feeling
       C#                       
You own my heart, and she's just 
       F#
renting
           G#           Bbm
Don't turn away, pay attention
                     B
I'm pouring out my heart girl

[Hook]

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F#           G#
I can't eat, I, I, I, I
Bbm            C#
I can't sleep, I, I, I, I
F#           G#
What I need, I, I, I, I
Bbm            B
Is you right by my side, I(x2)

[Nicki Minaj]

( F# G# Bbm C# )

( F# G# Bbm B )

It ain't your spit game, it's your 
dick game
That got me walkin' round ready to 
wear your big chain
I only argue with him when the 
Lakers on
Other than that I'm gettin' my Marc 
Jacobs on
Pussy game so cold, that he always 
seem to come back
Cause he know that it be a rap, when
 I'm ridin' it from the back
Wait, oh, let me see your phone, 
cause all them bitches is ratchet
Don't let me get in my truck, cause 
all them bitches will catch it
Wait, damn, there I go again
I be trippin', I be flippin', I be 
so belligerent
Man the shit that we be fighting 
over so irrelevant
I don't even remember, though I was 
probably hella bent

[Hook]

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