I Got Cash Chords by Brooklyn Funk Essentials

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_ _ _ I got cash in.
Fuck you, Quantitives.
_ _ _ Now what? _
_ _ That makes you uncomfortable? _ _ _
_ _ Fuck you and the Range Rover you're droving [Ab] on.
_ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _
Fuck your Saab convertible.
Fuck your twice weekly trips [Eb] to the analyst.
[E] Stupid motherfucker. _ _
_ _ _ _ Fuck the Hamdans.
Fuck [Gb] the main [E] line fest in the south of _ France.
_ Hey, that asshole.
Got more cash than God can count.
So why don't you [G] just_
die?
_ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Choke to death on your damn designer table from above you shit. _
_ _ Low cholesterol, naturally.
Fuck _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ your big old Sunday New York Times.
[Gb] _ [Abm] Fuck the Wall Street Journal _ [Gb] and Newsweek.
[Abm] And the lot, _ including Nation, [Gb] Elite [Abm] Bus, _ Guardian, and the rest.
[Gb] _ _ _ [Abm] Stupid, privileged [Gb] motherfuckers.
[Abm] It gets fashionable to have an [Gb] alternative view.
[Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gb] _ [Abm] An alternative view. _
_ [Gb] _ _ _ [B] [N] And fuck, if you can, your pencil-thin avian drinking,
calorie counting, _ caffeine limiting,
sodium sparing,
nutra-sweet sweetening,
rearview mirror preening,
_ _ carrot nibbling bunny. _ _
_ _ _ _ Rolled down in a lake of diet [Ebm] coke, [E] fucker. _ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ _ I got cash. _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ What else matters? _
_ _ _ _ I got [Gb] cash.
_ _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ [Db] _
_ _ [Abm] Slate.
Fuck your [Gb] pencils, screw your squash, yo.
[Abm] It's on your polo and your Pavarotti.
_ Fuck all that shit to call music and pretend to enjoy.
_ _ _ [Gb] _
_ _ _ [Abm] _ I got cash.
_ [Ebm] _ _ [Abm] _ _ Mega cash.
_ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ Unhappy with that? _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] Oh, go spit on your ski rack.
[Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ Montauk, see you little [Gb] pooch.
_ [Abm] _ Let [E] your political correct [Gb] pals know.
_ [Abm] I think you're a dick also.
_ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ You good-ass fool.
_ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ Your idea of multiculturalism.
_ _ _ _ _ Japanese restaurant on Monday,
_ _ Indian on Tuesday,
_ _ and on Wednesday, Caribbean. _
_ _ Not too spicy, please. _
_ _ _ _ _ Well, _ I got stash on stash and the aid nouveau cash.
_ _ Money's in my family for generations.
_ _ My great-great-great-grandfather made the bag
selling _ European things _ in Africa. _
_ _ _ _ I got cash, motherfucker.
_ And you can't tell whether or not I'm joking.
Can you?
_ _ Dumb fuck. _