Willow Smith - Cuban Pete Chords

[Hook 1: Willow]
Abm7                E
Dominos, dominos, dominos
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Dominos, dominos, dominos
                   E      Ebm
Dominos, dominos, dominos
                   Abm7               E
Your love’s like dominos, dominos, dominos
Abm7           Ebm
Dominos, d-dominos

[Verse1: Willow]
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I went outside on a bright Monday morning
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I sat with my dog and read some new books I just bought
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I wrote a poem about you
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  In a couple of moments I know that you know this
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But I know you’re just scared of yourself (of yourself, of yourself, Cuz I helped)
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Don’t work hard as you
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The things that you wish you could do but
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I can't, I can't nah I’m just tripping (I’m just slipping)

[SZA]
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Young rose, they ask you not to grow here
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[Tanning?] where you show, seek what’s on your mind
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just one thing to know my dear
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The dirt is not for you
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Can’t absorb the light, stick only to truth
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And this is what I know my dear
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Show me, you show me, you show me, you show me, you show me
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Grow me, you grow me, you grow me, you grow me, you grow me

[Hook 2: SZA]
Abm7                          E     Ebm7
Dominos, dominos, dominos, dominos
                Abm7                         E      Ebm7
My mind’s like dominos, dominos, dominos, dominos
              Abm7              E
Falling like dominos, dominos
               Ebm7
Falling like dominos, dominos

[Verse 3: Willow]
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Young Rose, they said don’t you grow here
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Oh no I let myself float here
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On a kite let us ride yes I came from the third follow me as your Lead and we can just chill back and converse, converse, converse
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Converse
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It hurts, I swear it hurts the way you walk,
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without a verse I talk, without my mouth we speak, just thunderclouds