Текст песни The Weeknd - Six Feet Under

Artist:         The Weeknd
Song:           Six Feet Under
Album:          Starboy
Tabbed by:      neuroxik
-mail:         neuroxik [-at] gmail [dot-] com

Capo:           II (2nd fret)
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo:          70 bpm

Chords:               022000  (    if no Capo)
                      x02210  (     if no Capo)
                      x24432  (    if no Capo)
                   x02200  (  if no Capo)
                   x02230  (  if no Capo)
                      xx023x  (     if no Capo)

Chord names:    All chord names are relative to position to visualize more 
                easily regardless of capo II ( therefore notated as ).
                You can use UG's transpose function & hit it up 2 semi-tones 
                if you're not using a capo. 
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Riff :
Elec. Gtr, amp gain (slight distortion) on clean channel, w/ reverb

   Ask around about her,    she don't get emotional

   Kill off all her feelings, that's why she ain't approachable

   She know her pussy got a fanbase.   A couple niggas with a suitcase

   Suit & tie niggas who play roleplay,    when it comes to money 

         N..
she play no games

   She lick it up just like a candy,  she wanna make them leave their family

   She tryn'a live a life so fancy,    she wanna pull up in a Bentley

|| Riff  (once) =============================================================
   She ain't got time for lovin',   Louis Vuitton her husband

   She'd rather die in lusting, she'd rather die in the club 'til she

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

You know how she get down, pop it for a check now

Six feet under, six, six feet under (That fuckin'..)

Six feet under, six, six feet under (That fucking...)

Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper

Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around

   She don't depend on anybody,   know just what to do with her own body

                                        N..
   Counting all that money like a hobby,    she don't give a fuck about nobody

   And she got her whole crew poppin', 

   And she bend it over like she got no back -

bone, got a couple niggas blinging up a trap phone

She don't need nobody waiting back home, she got it

   She lick it up just like a candy,   she wanna make them leave their family

                                    N..
   She tryn'a live a life so fancy,     she wanna pull up in a Bentley

|| Riff  (once) =============================================================
   She ain't got time for lovin',   Louis Vuitton her husband

   She'd rather die in lusting, she'd rather die in the club 'til she

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

Six feet under she gon' get that fucking paper

You know how she get down, pop it for a check now

Six feet under, six, six feet under (That fuckin'..)

Six feet under, six, six feet under (That fucking...)

Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper

Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around

Gonna turn that ass around, Oh murder, oh mur-

                                 N..
-der. Gonna turn that ass around, Oh murder, oh murder

   Real love's hard to find, so she don't waste her 

time. So she don't waste her ti - ime,          oooh

   You ain't gon' catch her crying, she ain't gon' lose her mind

                              N..
She ain't gon' lose her mind,   'til she..

Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper ('Til she)

Six feet under she gon' kill me for that paper ('Til she)

Six feet under she gon' kill me for the paper

Not the type to fuck around, gonna turn that ass around