Order More (Ft. Starrah) Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
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[E][Dm][E][Dm]
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[Verse 1]
I got [E]racks on the main
[Dm]She need more, s[E]hawty,
cash on the main
[Dm]Show some more,
need that [E]ass on the main
[Dm]Make it clap,
cause we got [E]cash on the main
Oo[Am]h, b[Dm]uck around and
[E]order more money
Oo[Dm]h, buck around and o[E]rder more
Ooh, [Am]baby, [E]we gon' order more money
Oo[Dm]h, buck around and o[E]rder more
[Dm]I'm poppin' cham[E]pagne,
now I'm pourin' more
[Dm]I just ran[E] out of ones,
it's time to order more
[Dm]Swift, you [E]want this cash,
you gotta show some [Dm]more
Got [E]private dances through
that [Dm]corridor
I'm [E]off drugs and a bunch of shots
[Dm]After party [E]at my crib,
oh, with a bunch of thots
[Dm]So order m[E]ore bottles,
don't care what the cost
[Dm]My neighbor is[E] a bitch,
they try to call the cops
[Dm]Fuck you, I'm livin' life, [E]all good,
don't need advice
[Dm]Pussy is my favorite vice,
[E]I see you, I get enticed
[Dm]Them titties [E]nice,
tonight I'ma hit it twice
Com[Dm]in' home on that bape,
bitch [E]2 a .m., them city n[Am]ights, yeah
Oh, [Dm]fuck around and [E]know them all, man
[Dm]Oh, fuck around
and [E]know them all
[Am]Oh, baby, [E]we gon' know them all, man
[Dm]Oh, fuck around and
[E]know them [Dm]all
Keep a bag, blow [E]a bag,
throw a bag, ain't [Dm]nothin'
On the weatherman, thunder[E]storm,
4K, it's whole hunnid
[Dm]Don't want no model, girl
[E]I want a bottle, girl
And [Dm]you on a ballin' girl,
[E]and I'm right here ballin' girl
I'ma [Dm]send you a Uber,
and [E]she from Aruba
She know [Dm]nothin' bout this thug life,
[E]she like, is a shooter
Took her [Dm]down in Miami,
put that [E]bitch on a scooter
Took her [Dm]straight to the Phantom Blue,
I know [E]just how to do her
She said [Dm]she had a man,
but she know [E]how to maneuver
She [Dm]give me head under water,
so I'ma [E]call up my scuba
Now, [Dm]Rolls -Royce on [E]deck,
shorty ass so fat
[Dm]Told a bitch I love [E]her,
waitress all out of [Dm]water
I got old [E]money, I can retire with it
[Dm]Tryna fuck her, check up [E]now,
ain't tryna die with [Dm]it
[E]Money bad, money bad
[Dm]Got a whole bunch of slayers,
got a whole [E]lot of ads
And for her I just might
[A]Oh, fuck [Dm]around and [E]know the more money
[Dm]Oh, fuck around and [E]know the more
Got it
[Am]Oh, baby,
[E]we gon' know the more money
[Dm]Oh, fuck around and know[E] the more
Had to order some more [Dm]money,
just to throw it [E]at her
No money doesn't [Dm]matter,
I make it back man[E]ana
I hit it like a [Dm]batter, I make it ride or [E]tatter
I never give her [Dm]answers,
I never give her [E]data
Mama she a [Dm]dancer,
she dance a fuckin' [E]ass off
She take a fuckin' [Dm]pass off,
and dance a fuckin' [E]ass off
She let me feel that [Dm]ass off,
charge it to my [E]black car
She fuck me for that [Dm]iPhone,
she so tired of that [E]Android
An outdoor [Dm]person havin'
RGs in my [E]backyard
I think her [Dm]ass got steroids
This dick feel like [E]heroin
Liturgy the East[Dm]man, Lord
But I had [E]to expand, Lord
Shinin' on these [Dm]niggas
God, I'm lookin' for some [E]10, Lord
I got all these [Dm]bands, boy
These hoes call me [E]Bamboy BZF,
[Dm]Bamboy
Stayin' pussin' out of [E]the tabloids
And used to think I was the [Dm]bad boy
Now I got that [E]bag, boy
Drop that coupon [Dm]at Lloyd's
Just all this [E]homo cash, boy
Just all this homo cash, [Am]boy
Oh, [A]fuck [Dm]around and [E]know them all, man
[Dm]Oh, fuck around and [E]know them all
Got that coupon [Dm]L .O.
Oh, [A]baby, [E]we gon' know them all, man
[Dm]Oh, fuck a[E]round and know them all
All the time, I'll [Dm]catch one
[E][Dm][E]
[Dm][E]
Who [Dm]we is?
[E]Young Moolaf, the 8 [Dm]-bit [E]you[Dm]