Chords for Wale ft. Rick Ross, Meek Mill, and T Pain - "Bag Of Money" (Official Music Video)

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[C] Maybach Music
_ [Cm] Money over everything
_ Self [Fm] made _
But right now [Cm] shout it
You lookin like money
_ You talkin bout real [F] money _
Maybach Music
My [Ab] bitch bad lookin like a [F] bag of money
That [Ab] bitch bad lookin like a [C] bag of money
I [Ab] go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always ride it for me
My bitch bad lookin like a [F] bag of money
That bitch bad [Ab] lookin like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always [Gm] ride it for me
_ _ [Ab] She got me caught up in the moment
_ _ She got me caught up [C] in the moment
_ _ I only kiss her [Ab] when she _ on it
Fuck her good make her call me in the morning
My bitch bad lookin like a bag of money
That bitch bad lookin like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always ride it for me
My bitch bad lookin like a [F] bag of money
That bitch bad lookin like a [Cm] bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I [Ab] fuck her good and she always [Gm] ride it for me
_ _ [Ab] Temporary forever, levitate what a nigga
I can teach you till you hate me, bet you hate [C] them naval kisses
We can do like eight positions, hit it till [Ab] your makeup missing
Baby girl my stroke official, and you know I paint that bitch ass hoes on my line _
Most of them nine, _ couple of them down
But all my hoes is hard to find, and I ain't always on the prowl
It's just my soul to mix with [D] brown, got me quite open for a while
So let me in or let me out, and I like my marijuana [A] bright
Kinda like my window tinted [F] out, shout out them strippers who hustle
Get yours you know what this [C] about, I just might throw a big [Ab] amount
Don't know if I'm supposed to take you out, I just know that I'm supposed to pray you out
Don't mean I ain't supposed to take you [Fm] down
_ My [Ab] bitch bad lookin like a bag of money
That bitch bad lookin like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always ride it for me
My bitch bad lookin like a [F] bag of money
That bitch bad lookin like a [Cm] bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I [Ab] fuck her good and she always [G] ride it for me
My bitch bad lookin [Fm] like a bag of money
Every time she fuck me she say can I have some money
And [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 one of your girls
When I'm [Fm] on that pill and I pop that perg
Girl I put in that work
Long as she come to me first it's 14 racks
When I put on that purse she be [Cm] workin bad
Make her old dude mad when I murk [Bb] through passin that duck
Blue jacket she like [Ab] my style but I talk too fast
And I got that drive and she just might crash [F] Hold up
She say she fuckin with me the long [Ab] way
She gon rock this dick I had a long [Cm] day
Nigga look at my bitch she lookin the wrong [Ab] way
Somethin ain't look exactly just like the song say
My bitch bad lookin like a bag of money
That bitch bad lookin like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I fuck her good and she always ride it for me
My bitch bad lookin like a bag [F] of money
That bitch bad lookin like a bag of money
[Ab] I go and get it [Eb] and I let her count it for me
[Ab] I fuck her good and she always ride it for me
[Fm] _ _ She got [Ab] me caught up in the moment
She got me _ _ caught up in the moment
_ [Cm] _ _ I only [Eb] kiss her when she [Ab] on it
Fuck her good make her call me in the morning _ _ _ _
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