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Been There, Done That (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Chorus: 2x

I been there…
Done that
You got guns? we got guns…
Yo, i got straps, we got straps…
A million muthafuckas on the planet earth
Talk that hard bullshit
‘cause it’s all they worth…

[dr. dre]
No question, it’s all about the d-r-e.
So if money is the root i want the whole damn tree.
Ain’t tryin’ to stock around for the illuminati,
Got to buy my own island by the year 2 g…
Since way back i’ve been collecting my fee
With the 48-tracks and the m-i-c.
Got a palace in the hills overlooking the sea.
It’s worth 8, but i only paid 5 point 3.
Worldwide, got the triple beam, i slide.
Listenin’ to yo demo in a stretch limo.
It’s how i ride – cartel style.
Full, stacked to the max now.
A million-dollar smile, people wonder how.
‘dre day’ every day. trips to montigo bay,
With more chips than frito lay.
Flossed jewels in a tire, ain’t nuthin’ fly.
Straight or illegal – it’s still the root of all evil…
Coz…

(chorus: 2x)

[dr. dre]
Young black rockerfeller. hell, a swiss and mozarella.
Pockets sweller, gettin’ money like a bank teller.
‘cause a fool and his dough soon split.
So when you come across a fool get all that she be gettin’.
Ladies, get your paper too.
Don’t expect for no man to support you.
Keep it true,
‘cause most brothers are raised to decide for the pesos.
My woman is independent, makin’ dough by the case loads.
I’mma keep buildin’… make it killing.
Kick back, relax, and grow old with my millions.
That’s where it’s at. you got drama, i got the gat,
But we’re both black so i don’t wanna lay you flat.
Instead let’s get paper, while it’s paper to get.
Private jet, 600 coupes that i runs if…
I’m livin’ on another level that y’all ain’t been yet.
Spend a mill, no sweat, water the line with my wet…

(chorus: 2x)

[dr. dre]
This is for the millionaires,
Throw a stack in the air and watch brothers start plottin’,
Honeys start to stare.
‘cause game is money and money is game,
And broke brothers make the 45 flame with no shame.
Now many people die over these dead green guys.
Ignorance and greed take their ass by surprise.
It’s the root of all evil and sins.
Yet and still it makes the world go around,
Like my 20-inch rims…
Moolah y’all.
Platinum plaques cover my walls.
Grindin’, diamonds shinin’, and without one flaw.
Get the cash, the grass, the ass will bounce.
Luciano and all amounts, that’s all that counts ‘cause…

Outro:

I been there…and done that…
Been there, done that… the aftermath!

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Been There, Done That (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I’ve been there, done that
Ooh-ooh
(yeah) been there, (yeah) done that
(i’ve been there, done that)

I gotta take some time
Say what’s on my mind
Before i get too close to you
Cos i feel that i’m
About to cross the line
And there’s no going back once i do

(so here’s the key)
You’ve ever thought of falling so deep?
Am i pushing you out of your day
(how do you feel)
Gotta know your playing for keeps
Boy i won’t accept anything less

Cos i’ve been there (been there)
Done that (done that)
I don’t wanna get hurt again, matter of fact
I refuse to (refuse to)
Go back (go back)
To half-hearted promises, simple as that

(i’ve been there, done that)

Now i don’t wanna rush
Get too into us
I need a little more from you
And i don’t mean to fuss
But this is serious
And i hope that you feel that way too

(so here’s the key)
You’ve ever thought of falling so deep?
Boy the time has come to confess
(how do you feel)
Gotta know your playing for keeps
Cos i won’t accept anything less

Cos i’ve been there (been there)
Done that (done that)
I don’t wanna get hurt again, matter of fact (don’t wanna get hurt again)
I refuse to (refuse to)
Go back (go back)
To half-hearted promises, simple as that (to half-hearted promises, simple as that)

Cos i’ve been there (been there)
Done that (done that)
I don’t wanna get hurt again, matter of fact (i don’t wanna get hurt again, no no)
I refuse to (refuse to)
Go back (go back)
To half-hearted promises, simple as that (oooh, yeah-hey)

Tell me straight cos i ain’t gonna wait
For you to break my heart
I wanna hear it, say that you mean it
Before we go too far

Cos i’ve been there
Done that (yeah-yeah)
I don’t wanna get hurt again, matter of fact (matter of fact)
I refuse to
Go back (go back)
To half-hearted promises, simple as that (i know you’re playing for keeps)

Cos i’ve been there (been there)
Done that (done that)
I don’t wanna get hurt again, matter of fact (matter of fact)
I refuse to (refuse to)
Go back (go back)
To half-hearted promises, simple as that (simple as, simple as that)

Cos i’ve been there (been there)
Done that (done that)
I don’t wanna get hurt again, matter of fact (no, no)
I refuse to (refuse to) (i ain’t goin back)
Go back (go back) (i just ain’t goin back)
To half-hearted promises
Simple as that

Been There Done That (Letra)

Brian Eno

Brian Eno

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I was dreaming
It’s a hundred and ninety degrees
We were crawling around on our knees
Till the sun came up at quarter to three
But the time we had
Dirty clothes and dirt on our walls
Swinging on the bathroom doors
Thinking we were having a ball
Until somebody said they’d
Been there, done that
Been there, don’t wanna go back
Been there, done that
Been there, don’t wanna go back
Yesterday i called you on the telephone
To tell you i was feeling alone
Where you been for the last few days?
I want you back
Put my feet back on the ground
I don’t need the lost and found
I need somebody to tell me when i’ve
Been there, done that
Been there, don’t wanna go back
Been there, done that
Been there, don’t wanna go back
A broken heart
Won’t get you much further than a cold heart
We’re getting, getting better, we’re running back
Running back, back to you and i’m feeling that
You’re the money or the good times
When i’ve been there…

Been There, Done That (Letra)

Dr. Dre

Dr. Dre

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I been there – been there
Done that – done that
You got guns? – we got guns…
Yo, I got straps – we got straps…
A million muthafuckas on the planet Earth talk that hard
bullshit – ‘cause it’s all they worth…

No question, it’s all about the D – O – E.
So if money is the root I want the whole damn tree.
Ain’t tryin’ to stock around for the Illuminati,
Got to buy my own island by the year 2 G…
Since way back I’ve been collecting my fee
With the 48-tracks and the M – I – C.
Got a palace in the Hills overlooking the sea.
It’s worth 8, but I only paid 5 point 3.
Worldwide, got the triple beam, I slide.
Listenin’ to yo demo in a stretch limo.
It’s how I ride – cartel style.
Full, stacked to the max now.
A million-dollar smile, people wonder how.
‘Dre Day’ every day. Trips to Montigo Bay,
with more chips than Frito Lay.
Flossed jewels in a tire, ain’t nuthin’ fly.
Straight or illegal – it’s still the root of all evil…
Coz…

[Chorus] x 2

Young black Rockerfeller. Hell, a swiss and mozarella.
Pockets sweller, gettin’ money like a bank teller.
‘Cause a fool and his dough soon split.
So when you come across a fool get all that she be gettin’.
Ladies, get your paper too.
Don’t expect for no man to support you.
Keep it true,
‘Cause most brothers are raised to decide for the pesos.
My woman is independent, makin’ dough by the case loads.
I’mma keep buildin’… make it killing.
Kick back, relax, and grow old with my millions.
That’s where it’s at. You got drama, I got the gat,
But we’re both black so I don’t wanna lay you flat.
Instead let’s get paper, while it’s paper to get.
Private Jet, 600 coupes that I runs if…
I’m livin’ on another level that y’all ain’t been yet.
Spend a mill, no sweat, water the line with my wet…

[Chorus] x 2

This is for the millionaires,
Throw a stack in the air and watch brothers start plottin’,
Honeys start to stare.
‘Cause game is money and money is game,
And broke brothers make the 45 flame with no shame.
Now many people die over these dead green guys.
Ignorance and greed take their ass by surprise.
It’s the root of all evil and sins.
Yet and still it makes the world go around,
Like my 20-inch rims…
Moolah y’all.
Platinum plaques cover my walls.
Grindin’, diamonds shinin’, and without one flaw.
Get the cash, the grass, the ass will bounce.
Luciano and all amounts, that’s all that counts ‘cause…

I been there…
And done that…

Been there, done that…
The Aftermath!