International Love chords by Pitbull (Ver. 2)

• Capo on 1st

Pitbull- International Love ft. Chris Brown

Bm G D A x 2

[Pitbull]

Bm G  D      A    Bm     G    D    A
    Went from Mr. 305 to Mr. Worldwide, all around the world
Bm       G     D     A   Bm    G   D    A
We’re International, So international, international, So international
         Bm     G
You can’t catch me, boy
           D            A
I’m overseas and about a hundred G’s for 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           A
Cremate my body and let the ocean have 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            D
I don’t play football but I’ve touched down everywhere
              A
Everywhere? Everywhere!
        Bm          G       D         A
I don’t play baseball but I’ve hit a home run everywhere, everywhere
   Bm                       G
I’ve been to countries and cities I can’t pronounce
   D                      A
And the places on the globe I ain’t know existed
   Bm                G                  D
In Romania she pulled me to the side and told me ’Pit, you can have me and my
A
sister.’
  Bm              G
In Lebanon, yeah the women are bomb
  D                   A
And in Greece you’ve guessed it the women are sweet
   Bm                  G          D         A
Been all around the world but I ain’t gon’ 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              A
I ain’t talking credit cards if you know 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                    D
In Colombia the women got everything on but they’re some of the most beautiful
A
women I’ve ever seen
 Bm          G                    D
In Brazil they’re freaky with big old booties and their thongs, blue yellow and
A
green!
   Bm     G         D            A
In L.A. tengo la Mexicana, en New York tengo la boricua
 Bm        G             D
Besito para todas las mujeres en Venezuela, muah!
        A
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]

  Bm      G       D          A
There’s not a place that your love don’t affect me baby
   Bm    G
So don’t ever change
     D                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