Chords for Pusha T - Millions (Explicit) ft. Rick Ross

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_ [A] I don't really know her like that.
[F] Listen, all you gotta do is make the [C] introduction.
It's gonna be good.
Yeah.
She [E] won't notice about it.
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Yeah.
[E] You know what happens when good music and MMG get together, right?
We [G] get that money.
Millions, millions [Em] in the ceiling.
Millions, millions in the ceiling.
Millions, millions in the ceiling.
[G] Millions, millions in the ceiling.
Shepherds, shepherds [Em] _ _ _ in the closet.
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[C] Millions, _ [Em] _ millions in the ceiling.
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Shepherds, shepherds [Em] _ in the closet.
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This that [E] shit that y'all want it.
This shit cook up hard don't it.
Y'all gotta beg my pardon [Em] on it.
But this shit sound like God don't it.
Yeah, [E] I'm tired nigga, and y'all got to pay your tithes nigga
Call my fandom the holy [G] ghost, church on chrome will pass nigga
Pop [Em] tags when I'm paranoid, cause a pawn shop was my paradise
I was there pop when the powder [G] came for that knock saved in that shoe bop
Blue [Em] tops, blue tops, bad [E] bitch in that blue fox
This big face in blu-ray [G] and these black diamonds like moon docks
I [E] restore the feeling of when niggas made a killing
Hiding choppers in the closet, [G] half a million in the ceiling
And them hoes with [E] angel faces crying, lie with alien tensions
Just so I can buy them Christians, [G] have them shit on all they bitches
Millions, millions [Em] _ in the _ _ [G] ceiling
Choppers, choppers [Em] _ in the closet _ _ _
Millions, millions _ in the ceiling
Millions, millions in the ceiling _
Choppers, choppers _ in the closet
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I'm haunted by [E] horror stories, wanna be homeowners
Horrible outcome, a [C] dope boy got one motive
Cries when [E] he convicted, cried on every visit
I'm crying saying his name, [G] ride for all my niggas
Used to [E] fiddle my finger, till I found me a fortune
Finger fucking Ferraris, [G] now for friends early morning
Kid rugs with [E] Donatella, Pisaci, my acapella
Never see me in [Em] Neiman's, niggas come in treason
Soft loaf [E] of preferred, frost organic herb
Stay away from the Forbes if [G] I only could tell you more
I got this, I [E] got that, I got that, I got this
Got a kilo for 20, my [G] choppers, they on the shit
_ [Em] Millions, millions in the ceiling
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Choppers, [Em] _ _ choppers in the [G] closet
Millions, millions [Em] _ in the ceiling
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Choppers, [Em] choppers in the closet
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It's that [Em] shit y'all asked for, make a nigga mash on the gas floor
Two door, four [G] door, roll through the hood like cash floors
Fast [Em] forward, oops, they say they wanna see proof
My record sales ain't much as [G] theirs and we still ride the same coupes
How we still fuck [Em] the same hoes, why we still buy the same clothes
How we both got the same watch, [G] I'm just keeping y'all on y'all toes
Dope [Em] boys, gold mine, that price dropping, that coke rising
Set it over that blue [G] flame, then hang dry like clothesline
I [Em] restore the feeling of when niggas made a killing
Hiding choppers in the closet, [G] half a million in the ceiling
Got the razor [Em] on the counter, arm and hammer in the kitchen
Just to keep my feet in Christians [G] and keep fucking all y'all bitches
Millions, millions [Em] _ _ _ in the [G] ceiling
Choppers, choppers [Em] in the _ _ closet
[G] _
Millions, [Em] _ _ millions in the [G] ceiling
Choppers, [Em] choppers in the closet
Choppers, choppers in the closet
[G] _
This that [Em] shit that y'all wanted
_ _ [C] This shit sound like God don't it
This that [Em] shit that y'all wanted
_ _ [C] This shit sound like God don't it
This that [Em] shit that y'all wanted
_ _ This shit sound like God don't it
This that shit that y'all wanted
_ _ This shit [C] sound like God don't it
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