Chords for Birdman & Lil Wayne - Get That Money

_ _ _ Yeah, you already know what it do nigga, [Ebm] it's money over here, cash money over here nigga,
[Abm] me and the little JR, like [Ebm] that homeboy, we on the grind nigga, niggas some muscle nigga,
shine nigga, shit, [Abm] _ like father like [Ebm] son nigga, like son nigga, _ and we drive [Abm] shit bro, headlights
like a light [Ebm] bulb, that mean it cost expensive you stupid fuck, people nigga pimping out
nigga, yeah, [Ab] I know some niggas that a murky [Gb] fuck, quarter [Eb] birdie, you bitch ass niggas
just [Gb] be lucky that this boy ain't [Ab] hurting, I got the money to lag and I got that slag
a [Eb] working, I'm smoking some I can't pronounce behind them Phantom [Ab] curtains, what is you
hiding bitch, I'm on [Eb] some great shit, she wanna make me [Ebm] dinner, I tell her make me [Ab] rich,
you fucking with a winner, but I [Eb] come from the litter, hope her bad I can take that dirt
and turn that shit to [Abm] glitter, I leave the work with her, yeah she [Ebm] my babysitter, and
if I find out she's stealing for real or I'm a [Abm] killer, I'm just a money man, so [Ebm] where the
dollars at, so her mama wouldn't do that, until the flowers [Abm] black, she wanna ride on
this, I [Ebm] make her ride with that, her pistol in the celly, that's her survival [Abm] pack, and
do I love her, nah man I [Ebm] just love her spirit, blind death for craziest money over [Abm] here,
now everybody that I know get [Ebm] that money baby, and we ain't worrying bout them hoes get that
money [Abm] baby, you get that good till that blow [Ebm] you the call the baller, if you ain't talking
bout that dough homie what you [Abm] talking, now everybody that I know [Ebm] get that money baby,
and we ain't worrying bout them hoes get that money [Abm] baby, you get that good till that blow
[Ebm] you the call the baller, if you ain't talking bout that dough homie what you [Ab] talking, so
get your game up, take a bitch break a [Eb] bitch, strap her down with work and [Gb] tell her don't
trip, take a [Ab] trip, get your hustle up, the money's [Bb] what you make of it, [Eb] these niggas
want it cooked and not enclosed down the bakery, [Ab] so stop stutting homie false [Ebm] promoting, it
[Eb] ain't about what you making it's all about what you're toting, [Ab] burn him up and leave
him naked, bring him back to [Ebm] his wife, the bitch ain't even cry cause he was living that
life, [Abm] these niggas think I'm slipping cause I'm falling [Ebm] back, bitch I got money in the
wall for them, [Abm] young and get it from the ground homie hold the [Ebm] hood down and don't make a
sound if them people swing around [Abm] this bitch, do this thing woah, hustle [Ebm] try to stay [B] low,
this is for my old school G's who ain't around [Abm] this bitch, but shorty they ain't fucking
[Ebm] with pops, let them niggas chase that pussy we gon' follow that guap, [Abm] let everybody know
[Ebm] get that money baby, and we ain't worrying bout them hoes get that money [Abm] baby, you get
that cook till they blow [Ebm] you look like a baller, if you ain't talking bout that dough homie
what you [Abm] talking, let everybody know [Ebm] get that money baby, and we ain't worrying bout them
hoes get that money [Abm] baby, you get that cook till they blow [Ebm] you look like a baller, if
you ain't talking bout that dough homie what you [Ab] talking, put the stacks [Ebm] in the garden
in the backyard, [Eb] money talking [Ebm] turn the kid to a crack [Ab] charge, y'all niggas ain't eating
[Eb] how we eating b, fuck how we used to be, now we how we need to [Abm] be, if they ain't with us
they must be [Gb] against us, [Eb] we shoot them in the head cause they act like they sent us,
[Abm] if you ain't getting bread nigga keep [Gb] your distance, [Eb] we sharks over here nigga keep on
ok, [Abm] money money money is my [Ebm] intuition, money over bitches such an easy decision, [Abm] young
money money men, monster [Ebm] militia, hard body, these niggas boxes of tissue, [Abm] that nina will
kiss ya, that chopper [Ebm] will twist ya, them 380 snapshots, now smile for the pictures,
[Abm] we sick, motherfucking [Ebm] vaping, craving, a 9 to 5 is overrated, I'm on that grind [Abm] homie,
now everybody that I know [Ebm] get that money baby, and we ain't worrying bout them hoes get that
money [Abm] baby, you get that cook till that blow [Ebm] you look like a baller, if you ain't talking
bout that dough homie what you [Abm] talking, now everybody that I know [Ebm] get that money baby,
and we ain't worrying bout them hoes get that money [Abm] baby, you get that cook till that blow
[Ebm] you look like a