Chords for Bag Of Money- Rick Ross ft. Wale and Meek Mill

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Maybach music.
I like this Maybach music.
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Maybach music.
That bitch bad, lookin' like a [Cm] bag of money I go [Eb] and get it and I let her count it for
me I fuck her good and she always write it for
me [Fm] My bitch bad, lookin' like a bag of money
That bitch bad, lookin' like [Cm] a bag of money I go [Eb] and get it and I let her count it for
me I fuck her good and she always write it for me
Yeah, [F] temporary [Ab] forever, [C] levitate with a nigga
[Fm] I can teach you till [Ab] you hate me, bet you [G] hate them [C] naval kisses
We can do like [Eb] A-positions, hit it [D] till your makeup missing
[Cm] Baby girl, my stroke official, and you [Gm] know I paint that [F] picture of hoes on my line
[Ab] _
Most of [Fm] them nines, [F] couple of them [Ab] dimes But all my hoes is [G] hard to find
[C] And I ain't always on the prowl, [Eb] it's just my soul to mix with brown
Got me [Cm] quite open for a while, [Eb] so let me in or let [Gm] me out
And I [F] like my marijuana bright, [Ab] and I like my windows [C] tinted out
Shout [F] out them strippers and hustlers, [Ab] get yours, you know what this [G] about
[C] I just might throw a big amount, [Eb] don't know if I'm supposed to take [D] you out
I just know [Cm] that I'm supposed to praise you out, [Eb] don't mean I ain't supposed to take you down [Fm] Word up
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money That bitch bad, looking like a [Cm] bag of money
I go and [Eb] get it and I let her count it from me
I fuck her good and she always ride it from me
[Fm] My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money That bitch bad, looking like a bag of [Cm] money
I go and [Eb] get it and I let her count it from me
I fuck her good and she always ride it from me
[Fm] My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money Every time she fuck me, she say, can I have some money
[Cm] I say, can I get a threesome She say, boy, you funny
But I be like, for real, just pick up that phone, call up one of your girls
When I'm [Fm] on that pill and I pop that perc
Girl, I put in that work
Long as she come to me first, it's 14 racks When I put on that [Cm] purse, she's a Birkin
Bad nigga, old dude, mad when I murk through pads
When that duck blue dress, she like my style But I talk too fast and I got that [Eb] drive
And she just might crash, [F] hold up
She [Ab] say she fucking with [Cm] me the long [F] way _ [Ab] She gon' ride this dick, I [G] had a [Cm] long day
Nigga, [Eb] look at my bitch, she looking [D] the wrong [Cm] way
Something [Eb] mean, look exactly just like the [Fm] song say
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money That bitch bad, looking like a bag [Cm] of money
I go and get [Eb] it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always ride it from me
[Fm] My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money That bitch bad, looking like a bag [Cm] of money
I go and [Eb] get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always ride it for me
[Fm] _ She got me caught up in the moment _ _ She got me caught up in [Cm] the moment
_ _ [Eb] I only kiss her when she on it Fuck her good, make her call me in the morning
[Fm] _ She got me caught up in the moment _ _ She got me caught up in [Cm] the moment
_ _ [Eb] I only kiss her when she on it Fuck her good, make her call me in the morning _ _ _ _ _
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