Money Chords by Cardi B

[Start]

[Chorus]
                Eb7                       
Look my bitches all bad my niggas all real
          E                              
I ride on his dick in some big tall heels
    Eb                        
Big fat checks big large bills
      E                            
Front I'll flip like ten cartwheels
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Cold ass bitch I give broads chills
              E                          
Ten different looks and my looks all kill
                  E                      
I kiss him in the mouth I feel all grills
          E                             
He eat in the car that's meals on wheels
Eb                
I was born to flex
E                  
Diamonds on my neck
                     Eb                
I like boardin' jets I like mornin' sex
            E                                   Eb    
But nothing in this world that I like more than checks
                   Eb        
All I really wanna see is the
                        E           
I don't really need the D I need the
          E                
All a bad bitch need is the
      Eb                
I got bands in the coupe
Eb                  
Bustin' out the roof
      Eb                
I got bands in the coupe
Eb                 
Touch me I'll shoot


[Verse]
Eb                
Shake a little ass
                 Eb                          
You get a little bag and take it to the store
      Eb         
Get a little cash
                  Eb                        
You shake it real fast you get a little more
      Eb                
I got bands in the coupe
Eb                  
Bustin' out the roof
      Eb                
I got bands in the coupe
Eb                  
Bustin' out the roof
        Eb7                  
I gotta fly I need a jet shit
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I need room for my legs
        Eb7                        
I got a baby I need some money yeah
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I need cheese for my egg
          Eb                
All y'all bitches in trouble
                            E      
Bring brass knuckles to the scuffle
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I heard that Cardi went pop
Eb7              
Yeah I did go pop
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That's me bustin' they bubble
    Eb                  
I'm Dasani with the drip
Eb                      
Baby mommy with the clip
         Eb                   
Walk out Follie's with a bitch
Eb                         
Bring a thottie to the whip
       Eb                       
Is she fine or she thick goddamn


[Chorus]
Eb                         
Walkin' past the mirror ooh
         Eb  
Damn I'm fine
Eb7                    
Let a bitch try me boom
       Eb7    
Hammer time uh
Eb                
I was born to flex
Eb7                
Diamonds on my neck
                     Eb                
I like boardin' jets I like mornin' sex
            E                                   Eb    
But nothing in this world that I like more than checks
                   Eb        
All I really wanna see is the
                        Eb          
I don't really need the D I need the
          Eb               
All a bad bitch need is the
      Eb                
I got bands in the coupe
Eb                  
Bustin' out the roof
      Eb                
I got bands in the coupe
Eb                 
Touch me I'll shoot


[Verse]
        Eb        
Shake a little ass
Eb                                           
You get a little bag and take it to the store
      Eb         
Get a little cash
Eb                                          
You shake it real fast you get a little more
      Eb7               
I got bands in the coupe
Eb7                 
Bustin' out the roof
      Eb7               
I got bands in the coupe
Eb7                
Touch me I'll shoot
Eb                           
Bitch I will pop at your pops
E                          
Bitch I will pop on whoever
Eb7                              
You know who popped the most shit
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The people whose shit not together
Eb7                     
You'da bet Cardi a freak
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All my pajamas is leather
Eb7                           
Bitch I will black on your ass
Eb7            
Wakanda forever
Eb                                          
Sweet like a honey bun spit like a Tommy gun
Eb                                          
Rollie a one of one come get your mommy some
Eb                       
Cardi at the tiptop bitch
Eb                              
Kiss the ring and kick rocks sis
             Eb        
Jump it down back it up
                         Eb  
Make that nigga put down twoK
                 Eb              
I like my niggas dark like D'USSÉ
             Eb                
He gonna eat this ass like soup


[Chorus]
Eb                                    
I was born to flex diamonds on my neck
                Eb                     
I like boardin' jets I like mornin' sex
                                                Eb     
But nothing in this world that I like more than Kulture
Eb                           
All I really wanna see is the
               Eb                   
I don't really need the D I need the
Eb                         
All a bad bitch need is the
  Eb 
K K C


[Outro]
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Money


[End]