Chords for I Got Money

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I Got Money chords
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Yeah, [F] yeah, come here, these niggas ain't talkin' nothin'
money, I got money, nigga, right?
the [Am] sky's blue and the coop is [F] new
The birds fly south every year and the [Bb] night
Get em in, get [Am] em off like hot [F] potatoes
Get jammed up with money, can cost you your [Bb] whole life
Fresh pair of 87 jeans, I'm [F] so fly
And every bitch in the projects won't [Bb] do me
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Yeah, [F] yeah, come here, these niggas ain't talkin' nothin'
Cause [Em] I got money, I got money, nigga, right?
[Bb] I'm about to get you motherfuckin' heads, nigga
All [A] I know is the [Am] sky's blue and the coop is [F] new
And if you're money right, then the coke is [Em] way
The birds fly south every year and the [Bb] night
Gotta get it how you live, motherfuck them [A] haters
Get em in, get [Am] em off like hot [F] potatoes
Good morning, Vietnam, yeah, we tryna [Em] earn stripes
Get jammed up with money, can cost you your [Bb] whole life
So say goodnight to the [Am] bad guys
Fresh pair of 87 jeans, I'm [F] so fly
My seat's in suede, my luggage is [Em] Louis
And every bitch in the projects won't [Bb] do me
Snowman's a name, hundred grand on [Am] the chain, what's up?
My seat's in suede, my luggage is [F] Louis
And every bitch in the projects won't [Em] do me
Cause I got money, I got money, nigga, right?
[Bb] Tell the truth, nigga, I got money, nigga
[Am] Remember when I couldn't afford no clothes?
[F] Well nowadays a nigga hit the baddest hoes
[Em] Cause I got money, I got money, nigga
[Bb] Yeah, yeah, [Am] yeah
The sevens sit so high but the rims sit [F] low
I got em from [Em] Bayless, CTE, that's the labor that [Bb] pays me
I own that so I pay [Am] myself
Being broke's bad for my [F] health
NyQuil green, 26 [Em] inches
Green brown mauled, pull a 26 [Bb] bitches
Make a quick stop, serve [Am] nine hoes
These are my confessions, I'm a sucker for [F] clothes
That paper stack up, if you [Em] let it
But I keep fucking up, I gotta [Bb] shoot fetish
Bad habits, I'm in Walters [Am] every week
Fifty pair of new Nike heads ain't [F] cheap
You know I gotta get the cap to [Em] match
New era shit, I ate town to [Bb] death
Throw the bags in the trunk right back to the [Am] trap
My seats are suede, my luggage is [F] Louis
And every bitch in the projects won't [Em] do me
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Am] Remember when I couldn't afford no clothes?
[F] Well nowadays a nigga hit the baddest hoes
Cause [Em] I got money, I got money, nigga
Let [Bb] me tell you some funny shit that happens here
Same [Am] man that drive 430 downtown, Eden to [F] Houston
They caught a flat tire, I had to leave it to [Em] Houston
And then I ran out of gas in the blue [Bb] GT
The next week I went and copped a new [Am] GT
So now I'm following what they call, I call it living my [F] life
Hey you can't help but spend it pimping if you're getting it [Em] right
Listen, if you were getting what I be getting [Bb] tonight
You'd still be high as a kite, blowing drones in [Am] flight
Oh I'm deploying it myself, I ain't [F] commercialized
Just security, be a bitch, can't get in with [Em] this
Bought everything, a hundred million a [Bb] year
I'm in the bank, let's tell that bitch before she begin to [Am] sin
You know that, watch my legs
My seats are suede, my luggage is [F] Louis
And every bitch in the projects won't [Em] do me
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Am] Remember when I couldn't afford no clothes?
Well [F] nowadays a nigga hit the baddest hoes
Cause [Em] I got money, I got money, _ [Bb] nigga
Yeah, [Am] I got money
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