Chords for All About the Benjamins

_ _ Uh _ _ -huh, yeah.
_ _ Uh-huh, yeah.
It's all about [Bbm] the Benjamins, baby.
Uh-huh, [Gm] yeah.
It's all about the Benjamins, baby.
Uh-huh, yeah. _ _
What y'all wanna do?
Wanna be [Ebm] ballers, shot callers, [Gm]
brawlers.
Who be dippin' in the bins with the spoilers?
[Ebm] On the low from the Jake and [Gm] the Taurus.
Tryna get [Bbm] my hands on some grants like Horace.
Yeah, livin' the raw deal.
[Gm] Re-course meal, spaghetti, fettuccine and veal.
[Eb] But still, everything's real in the field.
And what you can't have [Gm] now, leave when you will.
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury.
[Ebm] Seven zeros over in Rio, degenerate.
Ain't nobody zero, but I wanna be heard.
On your hot nine-seven every day, that's my word.
Swimming [Gm] in women with they own condominiums.
Five plus fives, who drive Millenniums?
It's all about the Benjamins, what?
[Gm] I get a fifty pound bag of oomph for the mutts.
Five carats on my hands with the cuts.
And somethin' I wanna home-crown out with the clutch.
Nigga, [Eb] drinkin' more liquor, drivin' a broke figure.
I'm with [Bbm] Moe Zippers, watched by gold diggers.
[Ebm] Rockin' Bajor denims with [Gm] gold zippers.
Lost your touch, we kept ours.
Poppin' Cristals, freakin' the three-quarter reptiles.
Enormous cream, forest green.
Benji with my team, so while you sleep, I'ma scheme.
You see through, so why nobody never gon' believe you?
You should do what we do, stack chips like Hebrews.
Don't let the [Bb] melody intrigue you, [Bbm] cause I'll leave you.
I'm only here for that green paper [Gm] with your ego.
I'm strictly tryin' to cop those.
Colossal-sized Picassos and high poppers.
Lip Coke outside the O'Gatos.
The N-Dot with cash flowin' like Sozot.
And the Latin chick transportin' in a Cho [Ebm]-Chop.
Stampeding over Pop Moe's, [Gm] never sober.
Flexin' Range Rovers, dealin' weight by Minnesota.
Avoiding [Bbm] off with camcorders and Chevy Novas.
Stash in the building with this chick named Malona.
From Daytona, when I was young I wanted a Boner.
But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants.
Trickin', takin' me skin at the Aspen.
[Eb] Gangsta mental, stay poppin' Cristals.
Pack a black [Bb] Pistal and an Acoustic Soft Brown.
Pinky ringin', gondolas with the man singin'.
Italian music down the river with your chick clingin'.
To my bizos, [Gm] playa you mad for.
Actin' hard when you was pussy as RuPaul.
It's all _ _ about the Benjamin's, baby.
It's all about the Benjamin's, baby. _
_ _ _ It's all about the Benjamin's, baby.
[Dbm] What yo wanna do?
Wanna be ballers?
Likes [G] callers, brawlers.
We'll be kickin' in the bins [Gm] with the spoilers.
_ _ What you look like?
Wanna rumble with the B, huh?
Throw a hex on your whole family.
Just in all black, like the old man
Have your friends singin' niggas for my homies
And you [Ebm] know me for makin' niggas so sick
Lost in my six with the lefts on the wrist
[Gm] If it's murder, you know she wrote it
German Uga for your ass, bitch, deep throated
Know you wanna feel the rule, cause it's flat and coated
Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda told it
Suck a dick, all that bullshit you kick
Player hatin' from the sideline, get your own shit
Why you ridin' mine?
I'm a good fella, kind of lady
[Eb] Stash your ladies in Mercedes
Puffy, hold me down, baby
Only female in my crew, [Gm] then I kick shit
Like a nigga do, with a trigger [Eb] too, fuck you
I been had skills, twist style skill, high [G] bills in Brazil
About a mil, the [C] ice squirrel make it hard to figure me
Live to be, kickin' me [D] in my ass hole, undercover
[Eb] Got a grass hole, like my East Coast girl, the Bentley, [Db] the 12
My West [G] Coast shorty, push the crows, [C] level 40
Rockin' Redman and Naughty, all with my kitty [Eb] cat
Half a brick a day, in the broad with her kitty sack
And I'm livin' that whole life, we [Db] push weight
Fuck the [G] state, pen fuck holes in [C] Penn State
Listen close, it's Francis, the praying mantis
[G] Attack with the map, my left hand [Eb] split
Right hand grip on the whip, for the smooth [Db] getaway
Player haters, [G] get away, or my lead will [C] spray
Squeeze off till I'm empty, don't tempt me
[Gm] Only to hell I send thee, all about the Benji's ride _ _ _ _ _ _
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It's all about the Benjamin's baby _ _ _ _ _
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