Money Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Ebm]Look, [Em]my bitches all bad,[Ebm]
my niggas all real
I ride on his dick, in some [Em]big tall heels
Big fat [Ebm]checks, big large bills
Front, I'll flip like [Em]ten cartwheels
Cold ass [Ebm]bitch, I give broads chills
Ten different looks and my [Em]looks all kill
I kiss him in the [Ebm]mouth,
I feel all grills
He eat in the car,
that's [Em]meals on wheels (woo!)

[Chorus 1]
[Ebm]I was born to flex (yes)
Diamonds on my [Em]neck
I like boardin' jets, [Ebm]I like mornin' sex (woo!)
But nothing in this [Em]world
that I like more than [Ebm]checks (money)
All I really wanna see is the [Em](money)
I don't really need the [Ebm]D,
I need the (money)
All a bad bitch need is the [Em](money)
I got [Ebm]bands in the coupe (coupe)
Bustin' [Em]out the roof
I got [Ebm]bands in the coupe (coupe)
Touch me, [Em]I'll shoot (bow)
[Ebm]Shake a little ass (money)
You get a little bag
and [Em]take it to the store (store, money)
[Ebm]Get a little cash (money)
You shake it real fast,
you [Em]get a little more (money)
I got [Ebm]bands in the coupe (coupe)
Bustin' [Em]out the roof
I got [Ebm]bands in the coupe (brrr)
Bustin' [Em]out the roof (Cardi)

[Verse 2]
I gotta [Ebm]fly, I need a jet, shit
I need [Em]room for my legs
I got a [Ebm]baby,
I need some money, yeah
I need [Em]cheese for my egg
All y'all [Ebm]bitches in trouble
Bring brass knuckles to the scuffle
I [Em]heard that Cardi went pop
[Ebm]Yeah, I did go pop (pop)
That's me [Em]bustin' they bubble
I'm Da[Ebm]sani with the drip
Baby mommy with the clip
[Em]Walk out Follie's with a bitch
[Ebm]Bring a thottie to the whip
Is she fine or she [Em]thick, goddamn
[Ebm]Walkin' past the mirror, ooh
[Em]Damn, I'm fine (fine)
[Ebm]Let a bitch try me, boom
[Em]Hammer time,

[Chorus 2]
[Ebm]I was born to flex (yes)
Diamonds on my [Em]neck
I like boardin' jets, [Ebm]I like mornin' sex (woo!)
But nothing in this [Em]world
that I like more than [Ebm]checks (money)
All I really wanna see is the [Em](money)
I don't really need the [Ebm]D,
I need the (money)
All a bad bitch need is the [Em](money)
I got [Ebm]bands in the coupe (coupe)
Bustin' [Em]out the roof
I got [Ebm]bands in the coupe (coupe)
Touch me, [Em]I'll shoot (bow)
[Ebm]Shake a little ass (money)
You get a little bag
and [Em]take it to the store (store, money)
[Ebm]Get a little cash (money)
You shake it real fast,
you [Em]get a little more (money)
I got [Ebm]bands in the coupe (coupe)
Bustin' [Em]out the roof
I got [Ebm]bands in the coupe (brrr)
Touch me, [Em]I'll shoot (bow)

[Verse 3]
[Ebm]Bitch, I will pop at your pops
(your pops)
[Em]Bitch, I will pop on whoever [Ebm](brrr)
You know who popped the most shit? (Who?)
The [Em]people whose shit not together (o[Ebm]kay)
You'da bet Cardi a freak (freak)
[Em]All my pajamas is leather (Uh)
[Ebm]Bitch, I will black on your ass
[Em]Wakanda forever
[Ebm]Sweet like a honey bun,
spit like a Tommy gun
Rollie a [Em]one of one,
come get your mommy some
[Ebm]Cardi at the tip-top, bitch
Kiss the [Em]ring and kick rocks, sis [Ebm](uh)
Jump it down, back it up (ooh, ayy)
[Em]Make that nigga put down 2 [Ebm]K
I like my niggas dark like D'USSÉ

[Chorus 3]
He gonna eat this ass like soup
[Ebm]I was born to flex
Diamonds on my [Em]neck
I like boardin' jets, [Ebm]I like mornin' sex
But nothing in this [Em]world
that I like more than [Ebm]Kulture
All I really wanna see is the [Em](money)
I don't really need the [Ebm]D,
I need the (money)
All a bad bitch need is the [Em]K, K, C

[Outro 1]
[Ebm](woo!) (Money)
[Em]Money [Ebm](money, money)[Em]
[Ebm](Money, money,[Em] money,[Ebm] money)[Em]