Biography:
Colombian-Canadian singer-songwriter Jessie Reyez from Toronto whose unique take on pop music, accented with R&B and hip-hop influences, is reinforced by a raw vocal style that merges the deeply passionate with the stylishly theatrical.
Reyez started singing at a young age. Inspired by her father's talent for playing acoustic guitar, and singing Colombian boleros, Jessie was destined to be a creative herself. It came naturally to Jessie, as she began writing lyrics and adopting her father's talents for the guitar.
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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
F#m Bm
You don't gotta tell me 'bout your body count
F#m Bm
I don't gotta know your ex's name
F#m Bm
'Cause if it just so happens that you turn around and ask me
F#m Bm
I think you might feel some type of way
F#m Bm
I dodge dick on the daily, yeah
F#m Bm
I know it's funny, but it's true
F#m Bm
And I bought this Mercedes all by myself
F#m
Got the papers to prove
[Chorus]
F#m Bm F#m Bm
We don't need no one, yo', tryna take our freedom, yo'
F#m Bm
Time won't let you stay young
F#m
So, we don't care what they say
Bm
We gon' love who we wanna love
[Post-Chorus]
F#m Bm
Love, yo', love, yo', love
F#m Bm
We gon' love who we wanna love
F#m Bm
Love, yo', love, yo'
F#m
We don't care what they say
Bm
We gon' love who we wanna love
[Verse 2]
F#m Bm
You don't gotta tell me 'bout your body count (no, no, no)
F#m Bm
Baby, I ain't gonna post you on my page (haha)
F#m Bm
'Cause odds are that goodbyes are cumming soon
F#m Bm
So, maybe you should put a rubber on your heart before it breaks
F#m Bm
'Cause all your friends want my baby (yup)
F#m Bm
I know it's funny, but it's true (yeah)
F#m Bm
But some nights I would rather make love to myself
F#m Bm
Singing to my own damn tune
[Chorus]
F#m Bm F#m Bm
We don't need no one, yo', tryna take our freedom, yo'
F#m Bm
Time won't let you stay young
F#m
So, we don't care what they say
Bm
We gon' love who we wanna love
[Post-Chorus]
F#m Bm
Love, yo', love, yo', love
F#m Bm
We gon' love who we wanna love
F#m Bm
Love, yo', love, yo'
F#m
We don't care what they say
Bm
We gon' love who we wanna love
[Outro]
F#m Bm
I saw my ex and then I swerved, sue me
F#m Bm
Miss me with that bullshit for the birds, sue me
F#m D Bm
I know they did me dirty while I still had the title
F#m Bm
But I don't hold any anger, I just swerve
Hallelujah
[Outro]
(Repeat till fade)
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(Riff )
e|---------------------|
B|---------------------|
G|--------2------------|
D|-2-2-----------------|
A|------4---2----2--4--|
E|-2-2-----------------|
[Verse 1]
F#m Bm
You don't gotta tell me 'bout your body count
F#m Bm
I don't gotta know your ex's name
F#m Bm
'Cause if it just so happens that you turn around and ask me
F#m Bm
I think you might feel some type of way
F#m Bm
I dodge dick on the daily, yeah
F#m Bm
I know it's funny, but it's true
F#m Bm
And I bought this Mercedes all by myself
F#m
Got the papers to prove
[Chorus]
F#m Bm F#m Bm
We don't need no one, yo', tryna take our freedom, yo'
F#m Bm
Time won't let you stay young
F#m
So, we don't care what they say
Bm
We gon' love who we wanna love
[Post-Chorus]
F#m Bm
Love, yo', love, yo', love
F#m Bm
We gon' love who we wanna love
F#m Bm
Love, yo', love, yo'
F#m
We don't care what they say
Bm
We gon' love who we wanna love
[Verse 2]
F#m Bm
You don't gotta tell me 'bout your body count (no, no, no)
F#m Bm
Baby, I ain't gonna post you on my page (haha)
F#m Bm
'Cause odds are that goodbyes are cumming soon
F#m Bm
So, maybe you should put a rubber on your heart before it breaks
F#m Bm
'Cause all your friends want my baby (yup)
F#m Bm
I know it's funny, but it's true (yeah)
F#m Bm
But some nights I would rather make love to myself
F#m Bm
Singing to my own damn tune
[Chorus]
F#m Bm F#m Bm
We don't need no one, yo', tryna take our freedom, yo'
F#m Bm
Time won't let you stay young
F#m
So, we don't care what they say
Bm
We gon' love who we wanna love
[Post-Chorus]
F#m Bm
Love, yo', love, yo', love
F#m Bm
We gon' love who we wanna love
F#m Bm
Love, yo', love, yo'
F#m
We don't care what they say
Bm
We gon' love who we wanna love
[Outro]
F#m Bm
I saw my ex and then I swerved, sue me
F#m Bm
Miss me with that bullshit for the birds, sue me
F#m D Bm
I know they did me dirty while I still had the title
F#m Bm
But I don't hold any anger, I just swerve
Hallelujah
[Outro]
(Repeat till fade)
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A|------4---2----2--4--|
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