Artist: Drake
Song: The Best I Ever Had
Album: So Far Gone


Capo 1

Cmaj7: x32000
G/B:   x2003x
Am:    x02210


Pre-chorus:
            Cmaj7
Baby you my everything you all I ever wanted
             G/B
We can do it real big, bigger then you ever done it
             Am
You be up on everything, other hoes ain't never on it

I want this forever, I swear I can spend whatever on it

                  Cmaj7
Cause she hold me down every time I hit her up
           G/B
When I get right I promise that we gon' live it up
            Am
She make me beg for it till she give it up

And I say the same thing every single time

Chorus:
                      Cmaj7
I say you the fucking best, you the fucking best
                G/B
You the fucking best, you the fucking best
                    Am
You the best I ever had, best I ever had

Best I ever had , best I ever had, I say you the fucking

Cmaj7
Know you got a roommate call me when its no one there
G/B
Put the key under the mat and you know I'll be over there
Am
(Yup) I'll be over there, shawty, I'll be over there

I'll be hitting all the spots that u ain't even know was there
Cmaj7
Ha. And you ain't even have to ask twice
G/B
You can have my heart or we can share it like the last slice
Am
Always felt like you was so accustom to the fast life

Have a n**** thinking that he met you in a past life
Cmaj7
Sweat pants, hair tied, chilling with no make up on
G/B
That's when your the prettiest, I hope that you don take it wrong
Am
You don't even trip when friends say you ain't bringing Drake along

You know that I'm working I'll be there soon as I make it home
Cmaj7
And she a patient in my waiting room
G/B
Never pay attention to them rumors and what they assume
Am
And until them girls prove it

I'm the one to never get confused with cause

Pre-chorus
Chorus

Cmaj7
Sex, love, pain baby I be on that tank shit
G/B
Buzz so big I could probably sell a blank disk
Am
When my album drop bitches will buy it for the picture

And n**** will buy it too and claim they got it for they sister
Cmaj7
Magazine paper girl but money ain't the issue
G/B
They bring dinner to my room and ask me to initial
Am
She call me the referee cause I be so official

My shirt ain't got no stripes but I can make yo pussy whistle
Cmaj7
Like the Andy Griffith theme song
G/B
And who told you to put them jeans on
Am
Double cup love you the one I lean on

Feeling for a fix then you should really get yo pheen on
Cmaj7
Yea just know my condo is the crack spot
G/B
Every single show she out there repping like a mascot
Am
Get it from the back and make yo fucking bra strap pop

All up in yo slot until the n**** hit the jackpots

Pre-chorus
Chorus

Cmaj7 G/B Am x4