Money chords with lyrics by Cardi B - Easy chords and tabs for guitar

Cardi B – Money chords

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[Verse 1]
F#mLook, my bitches all bad, my niggas all real
EmI ride on his dick in some big tall heels
F#mBig fat checks, big large bills
EmFront, I'll flip like ten cartwheels
F#mCold ass bitch, I give broads chills
EmTen different looks and my looks all kill
F#mI kiss him in the mouth, I feel all grills
EmHe eat in the car, that's meals on wheels (Woo)
[Chorus]
F#mI was born to flex (Yes)
Diamonds on my neck
EmI like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (Woo)
F#mBut nothing in this world that I like more than checks (Money)
EmAll I really wanna see is the (Money)
F#mI don't really need the D, I need the (Money)
EmAll a bad bitch need is the (Money flow)
F#mI got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
EmI got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)
F#mShake a lil ass (Money)
Get a little bag and take it to the store (Store, money)
EmGet a little cash (Money)
Shake it real fast and get a little more (Money)
F#mI got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
EmI got bands in the coupe (Brrr)
Bustin' out the roof (Cardi) [Verse 2]
F#mI gotta fly, I need a jet, shit
I need room for my legs
EmI got a baby, I need some money, yeah
I need cheese for my egg
F#mAll y'all bitches in trouble
Bring brass knuckles to the scuffle I heard that Cardi went pop
EmYeah, I did go pop (Pop)
That's me bustin' they bubble
F#mI'm Dasani with the drip
Baby mommy with the clip
EmWalk out Follie's with a bitch
Bring a thottie to the whip If she fine or she thick, goddamn
F#mWalkin' past the mirror, ooh
Damn, I'm fine (Fine)
EmLet a bitch try me, boom (Boom)
Hammer time, uh [Chorus]
F#mI was born to flex (Yes)
Diamonds on my neck
EmI like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (Woo)
F#mBut nothing in this world that I like more than checks (Money)
All I really wanna see is the (Money)
EmI don't really need the D, I need the (Money)
All a bad bitch need is the (Money flow)
F#mI got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
EmI got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow)
F#mShake a lil ass (Money)
Get a little bag and take it to the store (Store, money)
EmGet a little cash (Money)
Shake it real fast and get a little more (Money)
F#mI got bands in the coupe (Coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
EmI got bands in the coupe (Brrr)
Touch me, I'll shoot (Bow) [Verse 3]
F#mBitch, I will pop on your pops (Your pops)
Bitch, I will pop on whoever (Brrr)
EmYou know who popped the most shit? (Who?)
The people whose shit not together (Okay)
F#mYou'da bet Cardi a freak (Freak)
All my pajamas is leather (Uh)
EmBitch, I will black on your ass (Yeah)
Wakanda forever
F#mSweet like a honey bun, spit like a Tommy gun
Rollie a one of one, come get your mommy some
EmCardi at the tip-top, bitch
Kiss the ring and kick rocks, sis (Uh)
F#mJump it down, back it up (Ooh, ayy)
EmMake that nigga put down 2K
I like my niggas dark like D'USSÉ He gonna eat this ass like soup (Ayy) [Chorus]
F#m I was born to flex, diamonds on my neck
EmI like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex
F#mBut nothing in this world that I like more than Kulture
(Kulture, Kulture, Kulture) All I really wanna see is the (Money)
EmI don't really need the D, I need the (Money)
All a bad bitch need is the
EmK.K.C (Woo)
[Outro] F#m Em (Money) Money (Money) (Money) (Money) (Money) (Money) (Money)
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