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International Love Chords

Capo: 1st fret
No capo: D#

Bm G D A 
x2

[Pitbull]

Bm  G   D            A       Bm         
      Went from Mr. 305 to Mr. 
G       D        A
Worldwide, all around the world
Bm             G          D          A 
We're International, So international, 
   Bm        G      D        A
international, So international
                 Bm          G
You can't catch me, boy
                     D                  
I'm overseas and about a hundred G's for 
     A
sure
         Bm                G
Don't test me boy, (Don't test me boy)
            D                  A
Cause I rap with the best for sure,
                      Bm
305 till the death of me
G                       D              
Cremate my body and let the ocean have 
       A
what's left of me
         Bm                   G
But for now, forget about that,
         D
Blow the whistle
          A
Baby you're the referee

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

               Bm          G         D
You put it down like New York City
   A            Bm          G         D
I never sleep, wild like Los Angeles
    A        Bm        G      D
My fantasy, hotter than Miami
     A
I feel the heat!
Bm  G  D         A
Ohh, Miss International love
Bm  G  D         A
Ohh, Miss International love

[Pitbull]

 Bm                              G        
I don't play football but I've touched down
              D
everywhere
                            A
Everywhere? Everywhere!
               Bm                    G   
I don't play baseball but I've hit a home 
          D                  A
run everywhere, everywhere
    Bm                                   
I've been to countries and cities I can't 
          G
pronounce
    D                                   
And the places on the globe I ain't know 
       A
existed
     Bm                                G
In Romania she pulled me to the side and 
                                  D
told me 'Pit, you can have me and my 
A
sister.'
   G
In Lebanon, yeah the women are bomb
   Em
And in Greece you've guessed it the women 
are sweet
     A                                    
Been all around the world but I ain't gon' 
              F#
lie there's nothing like Miami's heat

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

               Bm          G         D
You put it down like New York City
   A            Bm          G         D
I never sleep, wild like Los Angeles
    A        Bm        G      D
My fantasy, hotter than Miami
     A
I feel the heat!
Bm  G  D         A
Ohh, Miss International love
Bm  G  D         A
Ohh, Miss International love

[Pitbull]

  Bm                                 G
Down in D.R. they're looking for visas,
            D                           
I ain't talking credit cards if you know 
A
what I mean!
   Bm                    G
En Cuba, la cosa esta dura!
           D                           A
But the woman get down, if you know what I 
mean!
   Bm                         G           
In Colombia the women got everything on but
                           D
they're some of the most beautiful 
A
women I've ever seen
 Bm                   G              
In Brazil they're freaky with big old 
                        D
booties and their thongs, blue yellow 
and 
A
green!
    G                           Em
In L.A. tengo la Mexicana, en New York 
tengo la boricua
 A                                        
Besito para todas las mujeres en Venezuela,
  F#
muah!

Y en Miami tengo a cualquiera!

[Chorus: Chris Brown]

               Bm          G         D
You put it down like New York City
   A            Bm          G         D
I never sleep, wild like Los Angeles
    A        Bm        G      D
My fantasy, hotter than Miami
     A
I feel the heat!
Bm  G  D         A
Ohh, Miss International love
Bm  G  D         A
Ohh, Miss International love

[Chris Brown]

  Em            G              D        
There's not a place that your love don't 
           Bm
affect me baby
     Em        G
So don't ever change
         Bm                              A
I cross the globe when I'm with you baby

[Chorus x2: Chris Brown]

               Bm          G         D
You put it down like New York City
   A            Bm          G         D
I never sleep, wild like Los Angeles
    A        Bm        G      D
My fantasy, hotter than Miami
     A
I feel the heat!
Bm  G  D         A
Ohh, Miss International love
Bm  G  D         A
Ohh, Miss International love
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