Money: accordi di
Cardi B
Cardi B

2018Hip-hop439 visualizzazioni
Tonalità: Eb minor
Verse 1
Em
Fm
Em
Look, my bitches all bad,
my niggas all real
Fm
I ride on his dick, in some big tall heels
Em
Big fat checks, big large bills
Fm
Front, I'll flip like ten cartwheels
Em
Cold ass bitch, I give broads chills
Fm
Ten different looks and my looks all kill
Em
I kiss him in the mouth,
I feel all grills
He eat in the car,
Fm
that's meals on wheels (woo!)
Chorus 1
Em
I was born to flex (yes)
Fm
Diamonds on my neck
Em
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (woo!)
Fm
But nothing in this world
Em
that I like more than checks (money)
Fm
All I really wanna see is the (money)
Em
I don't really need the D,
I need the (money)
Fm
All a bad bitch need is the (money)
Em
I got bands in the coupe (coupe)
Fm
Bustin' out the roof
Em
I got bands in the coupe (coupe)
Fm
Touch me, I'll shoot (bow)
Em
Shake a little ass (money)
You get a little bag
Fm
and take it to the store (store, money)
Em
Get a little cash (money)
You shake it real fast,
Fm
you get a little more (money)
Em
I got bands in the coupe (coupe)
Fm
Bustin' out the roof
Em
I got bands in the coupe (brrr)
Fm
Bustin' out the roof (Cardi)
Verse 2
Em
I gotta fly, I need a jet, shit
Fm
I need room for my legs
Em
I got a baby,
I need some money, yeah
Fm
I need cheese for my egg
Em
All y'all bitches in trouble
Bring brass knuckles to the scuffle
Fm
I heard that Cardi went pop
Em
Yeah, I did go pop (pop)
Fm
That's me bustin' they bubble
Em
I'm Dasani with the drip
Baby mommy with the clip
Fm
Walk out Follie's with a bitch
Em
Bring a thottie to the whip
Fm
Is she fine or she thick, goddamn
Em
Walkin' past the mirror, ooh
Fm
Damn, I'm fine (fine)
Em
Let a bitch try me, boom
Fm
Hammer time,
Chorus 2
Em
I was born to flex (yes)
Fm
Diamonds on my neck
Em
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (woo!)
Fm
But nothing in this world
Em
that I like more than checks (money)
Fm
All I really wanna see is the (money)
Em
I don't really need the D,
I need the (money)
Fm
All a bad bitch need is the (money)
Em
I got bands in the coupe (coupe)
Fm
Bustin' out the roof
Em
I got bands in the coupe (coupe)
Fm
Touch me, I'll shoot (bow)
Em
Shake a little ass (money)
You get a little bag
Fm
and take it to the store (store, money)
Em
Get a little cash (money)
You shake it real fast,
Fm
you get a little more (money)
Em
I got bands in the coupe (coupe)
Fm
Bustin' out the roof
Em
I got bands in the coupe (brrr)
Fm
Touch me, I'll shoot (bow)
Verse 3
Em
Bitch, I will pop at your pops
(your pops)
Fm
Em
Bitch, I will pop on whoever (brrr)
You know who popped the most shit? (Who?)
Fm
Em
The people whose shit not together (okay)
You'da bet Cardi a freak (freak)
Fm
All my pajamas is leather (Uh)
Em
Bitch, I will black on your ass
Fm
Wakanda forever
Em
Sweet like a honey bun,
spit like a Tommy gun
Fm
Rollie a one of one,
come get your mommy some
Em
Cardi at the tip-top, bitch
Fm
Em
Kiss the ring and kick rocks, sis (uh)
Jump it down, back it up (ooh, ayy)
Fm
Em
Make that nigga put down 2 K
I like my niggas dark like D'USSÉ
Chorus 3
He gonna eat this ass like soup
Em
I was born to flex
Fm
Diamonds on my neck
Em
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex
Fm
But nothing in this world
Em
that I like more than Kulture
Fm
All I really wanna see is the (money)
Em
I don't really need the D,
I need the (money)
Fm
All a bad bitch need is the K, K, C
Outro 1
Em
(woo!) (Money)
Fm
Em
Fm
Money (money, money)
Em
Fm
Em
Fm
(Money, money, money, money)

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