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[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] (Strum once lightly on each chords)
EmEm
AK on my night stand, right next to that bible
AmC
But I swear with these 50 shots, I'll shoot it out with 5-0
EmEm
Pockets getting too fat, no weight watchers no lipo
AmC
Money talks, bullshit walks on a motherfucking tight rope
EmEm
And I make that pussy tap out, I knock that pussy out cold
AmC
Nigga you get beat the crap out but that's just how the dice roll
EmEm
These hoes want that hose pipe, so I give all these hoes pipe
AmC
She get on that dick and stay on, all night like porch lights
(Start strumming, however you think sounds good)
EmAm
Lets do it, fuck talking, we out here we balling
CE7/G
And I'm spraying that on these rusty niggas like WD40
EmAm
We fucked up, we Truk'd up, no if ands or but fucks
CE7/G
Bitch niggas go behind yo back like nun-chucks and that's fucked up
EmAm
But my hoes down, my cups up, my niggas down for whatever
CE7/G
These bitches think they're too fly well tell em hoes I pluck feathers
EmAm
I'm Tunechi, Young Tunechi, I wear Trukfit fuck Gucci
CE7/G
She's blowing kisses at me with her pussy lips, smooches
Em
And that's 2 Chainz.
[Hook]
Look at you
EmC
Now look at us
E7/G (open) Em
All my niggas look rich as fuck
EmAm
All my niggas look rich as fuck
CEm
All my niggas look rich as fuck
EmAm
Now look at us
CEm
All my niggas look rich as fuck
EmAmC
All my niggas look rich as fuck
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
EmAm
Never talk to the cops, I don't speak pig Latin
CE7/G
I turn the penny to a motherfucking Janet Jackson
EmAm
Tell the bitches that be hating I ain't got no worries
CE7/G
I just wanna hit and run like I ain't got insurance
EmAmC
Ho, whats yo name whats yo sign, Zodiac Killer
E7/GEm
All rats gotta die, even Master Splinter
Am
Yeah, Murder 187
CE7/G
I be killing them bitches, I hope all dogs go to heaven
EmAm
And I got xanax, percocet, promethazine with codeine
CE7/G
Call me Mr Sandman, I'm selling all these hoes dreams
EmAm
Got a white girl with big titties, flat ass TV screen
CE7/G
I keep a bad bitch call me the BB King
Em
You know I got that mouth out her
Am
And put that bitch out like a fire
C
I'm killing these hoes like Michael Myers
E7/G
I eat that cat just like a lion
Em
And I can't trust none of these niggas
Am
Can't trust none of these hoes
CE7/G
I see your girl when I want, I got that ho TiVo'd
Em
Got a red ass bitch with a red ass pussy
Am
Nigga try me, that a dead ass pussy
C
Since yall motherfuckers so blind to the fact
E7/G
To tell you the truth, I don't care who's looking
Em
All I know is I love my bitch
Am
That pussy feel just like heaven on earth
C
Six feet deep, dick shovel in dirt
E7/G
R.I.P., rest in pussy
Em
Light that shit then pass that shit
Am
We gon get so smoked out
C
And then I went got locked up
E7/G
Every night I dreamt I broke out
Em
One Time for them pussy niggas
Am
That's that shit I don't like
C
We eating over here nigga
E7/G
Fuck around and have food fight
Em
And that's 2 Chainz.
[Hook]x2 (same chords)
Look at you
Now look at us
All my niggas look rich as fuck
All my niggas look rich as fuck
All my niggas look rich as fuck