South Of The Border (feat. Camila Cabello and Cardi B)

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Intro -x2-: | Dm    | F  Bb Am7 |
 
Verse 1:
            Dm
She got the mm, brown eyes, caramel thighs
     F      Bb   Am7
Long hair, no wedding ring, hey
Dm
 I saw you lookin' from across the way
          F         Bb      Am7
And now I really wanna know your name
            Dm
She got the mm, white dress, but when she's wearin' less
         F             Bb     Am7
Man, you know that she drives me crazy
    Dm
The mm, brown eyes, beautiful smile
           F              Bb    Am7
You know I love watching you do your thing
 
Pre-Chorus:
           Bb         F
I love her hips, curves, lips say the words
C             Dm
"Te amo, mami, ah, te amo, mami"
  Bb       F                    C
I kiss her, this love is like a dream
 
Chorus:
                   Dm
So join me in this bed that I'm in
           F    Bb       Am7
Push up on me and sweat, darling
             Dm
So I'm gonna put my time in
          F          Bb    Am7
And won't stop until the angels sing
             Dm
Jump in that water, be free
                  F    Bb     Am7
Come south of the border with me
             Dm
Jump in that water, be free
                  F    Bb     Am7
Come south of the border with me
 
Verse 2:
            Dm
He got that mm, green eyes, givin' me signs
        F               Bb   Am7
That he really wants to know my name, hey
Dm
 I saw you lookin' from across the way
          F     Bb     Am7
And suddenly, I'm glad I came, I
Dm
 Ven para acá, quiero bailar, toma mi mano
F        Bb       Am7
 Quiero sentir tu cuerpo en mí, estás temblando
Dm
Mm, green eyes, takin' your time
       F            Bb     Am7
Now we know we'll never be the same
 
Pre-Chorus:
           Bb        F
I love his lips 'cause he says the words
C               Dm
"Te amo, mami, ah, te amo, mami"
      Bb     F                     C
Don't wake up, this love is like a dream
 
Chorus:
                   Dm
So join me in this bed that I'm in
           F    Bb       Am7
Push up on me and sweat, darling
             Dm
So I'm gonna put my time in -Time in-
          F          Bb    Am7
And won't stop until the angels sing
             Dm
Jump in that water, be free
                  F    Bb     Am7
Come south of the border with me
             Dm
Jump in that water, be free
                  F    Bb     Am7
Come south of the border with me -Rrrat-
 

    Dm
Flawless diamonds
           F       Bb        Am7
In a green field near Buenos Aires
          Dm
Until the sun's rising
         F          Bb    Am7
We won't stop until the angels sing
             Dm
Jump in that water, be free
                  F    Bb     Am7
Come south of the border with me
             Dm
Jump in that water, be free
                  F    Bb    Am7
Come south of the border with me -Bardi, uh-
 
Verse 3:
Dm                                        F
 You never lived 'til you risk your life -Life-
          Bb         Am7
You wanna shine, you gotta get more ice -Ice-
Dm
 Am I your lover or I'm just your vice? -Woo-
F         Bb         Am7
 a little crazy, but I'm just your type -Okurrr-
             Dm
You want the lips and the curves, need the whips and the furs
        F          Bb      Am7
And the diamonds I prefer, and my closet his and hers, ay
Dm
 You want the lil' mamacita, margarita -Margarita-
-nc-
I think that Ed got a lil' jungle fever, ay -Woo!-
Dm                                                                    F
  You want more than -You want more than- Somethin' borin' -Somethin' borin'-
     Bb     Am7
Legs up and tongue out, Michael Jordan, uh -Uh-
Dm  -nc-          Dm         -nc-
    Go explorin' -Woo, woo-, somethin' foreign -Skrrt, skrrt-
F        Bb    Am7
 Bust it up, a rain forest, it be pourin', yeah
Dm
Kiss me like you need me, rub me like a genie
              F             Bb     Am7
Pull up to my spotted Lamborghini 'cause you gotta see me, never leave me -Never leave me-
Dm
 You got a girl that could finally do it all
       F             Bb    Am7
Drop a album, drop a baby, but I never drop the ball, uh
 
Chorus:
                   -nc-
So join me in this bed -This bed- that I'm in -That I'm in-
 
Push up on me and sweat, darling -Oh no, no, no-
 
So I'm gonna put my time in
 
And won't stop until the angels sing
             Dm
Jump in that water, be free
                  F    Bb     Am7
Come south of the border with me
                  Dm
Come south of the border, border -Hey-
                  F    Bb     Am7
Come south of the border with me
                  Dm
Come south of the border, border
                  F    Bb     Am7
Come south of the border with me
             Dm
Jump in that water, be free
                  F    Bb     Am7
Come south of the border with me
             -nc-
Jump in that water, be free
 
Come south of the border with me
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~Wednesday 26th of March~

Biography

Edward Christopher “Ed” Sheeran (born 17 February 1991) is a singer songwriter currently signed under Atlantic (WMG). Sheeran was born in Halifax, West Yorkshire before moving to Framlingham, Suffolk. In his time in Suffolk, he was known to have flourished as a hidden talent when it came to music. He learned guitar at a very young age, and began writing songs during his time at Thomas Mills High School in Framlingham. By the time Sheeran had left school

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