Lover Not a Fighter chords and lyrics - TINIE TEMPAH AND LABRINTH

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[Verse 1]
[Am]Well I'm a lover[D] not
a [Em]fighter[Bm][C][Am]
So I kiss that [D]girl and say good
[Em]bye [Bm]now[C][Bm]
'Cause [Am]I came for kicks
[D]not for arguments
[Em]No whoa oh o[Bm]h[C][Am]
'Cause I'm a [D]lover not a [Em]fighter
[Bm][C][Em][C][Em]

[Verse 2]
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[Interlude 1]
Hello?
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[Em]
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[Verse 3]
Somebody fill [Em]in the gaps,
some[Bm]body [Em]fill in the dots
I feel like Cruella de Vil the way
[Bm]I be[Em] stealing the spot
When all the shutters is down,
bitch [Bm]we b[Em]e still in the shop
I shop for clothes when it's closed,
that's [Bm]why I[Em] feel like the boss
In my vintage eBay watch,
that's why I feel like the Hoff
Weren't gonna wait for no
institute not to gimme a job
These critics giving me bollocks, that's
why I give 'em my crotch
These paps are getting too nosey,
that's [Bm]why I g[Em]ive 'em my snot
'Cause I just tripled my cost of living: steak,
salmon, lobster, chicken
That's made in my Boffi kitchen
by Rosa Dacosta women
Come from disturbing London,
the city of foster children
Grateful what God has given
save us from constant sin
In the city of God,
I'm from the city of God
Bitch, I've been up in the shard,
I [Bm]really [Em]been at the top
Separate the man from the man dem,
find out who's real and who's not
Can't take the heat? Then get out
the kit[Bm]chen and [Em]gimme the pot
You know [Am]what?

[Verse 4]
Well I'm a [D]lover not a [Em]fighter[Bm][C]
[Am]So I kiss that girl [D]and say good
[Em]bye [Bm]now[C][Bm]
[Am]'Cause I came for kicks
[D]not for arguments
[Em]No whoa oh[Bm] oh[C][Am]
'Cause I'm a [D]lover not
a [Em]fighter[Bm][C]
Hello?
I [Em]used to

[Verse 5]
sit on the settee
eating a tin of spaghetti
Now women think that I'm sexy
because I been on the telly
Car like double- oh- seven,
them alloys spin in Pirellis
I'm with a gold digging heffa, I
[Bm]call her [Em]Miss Moneypenny
Well is it real? Is it fake?
Somebody gimme a break
I grew up on minimum wage and
I grew up in an estate
These rappers calling me bruv and
[Bm]they can[Em]'t even relate
Are they even ready and willing do
[Bm]anything that [Em]it takes?
I saw my teacher from college,
she says she thinks that I'm great
I'm gonna give her the D 'cause
she never gimme an A
She's tryna get in my [D]jeans,
I'm tryna [Em]kick off my Js
Take off my D&Gs and give her my DNA,
'cause
All these bitches be loving me,
sipping my bubbly
Watching Hangover hungover, be
the quickest recovery
Couple bad grades,
I did shit in my study leave
And now she wants my name [Bm]and
a kiss [Em]on them double D's
And I [Am]love it

[Verse 6]
I've got [D]too much love [Em]to burn [C]babe
[Am]Ain't got no time [D]to exchange
[Em]words [C]babe[Bm][Am]
[D]Things to [Em]do people to s[C]ee
[Am]Yeah I guess [D]we all
gotta play [Em]the game[C]
[Am]Well I'm a

[Verse 7]
[D]lover not a [Em]fighter[C]
[Am]So I kiss that girl [D]and say good
[Em]bye [C]now[Bm]
[Am]'Cause I came for kicks
[D]not for arguments
[Em]No whoa oh o[C]h[Am]
'Cause I'm a [D]lover not [Em]a fighter[C]
Hello?