Rich As Fuck

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[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] (Strum once lightly on each chords)
Em                             Em
AK on my night stand, right next to that bible
Am                                           C
But I swear with these 50 shots, I'll shoot it out with 5-0
Em                                   Em
Pockets getting too fat, no weight watchers no lipo
Am                               C
Money talks, bullshit walks on a motherfucking tight rope
Em                                Em
And I make that pussy tap out, I knock that pussy out cold
Am                              C
Nigga you get beat the crap out but that's just how the dice roll
Em                                    Em
These hoes want that hose pipe, so I give all these hoes pipe
Am                                 C
She get on that dick and stay on, all night like porch lights

(Start strumming, however you think sounds good)
Em                        Am
Lets do it, fuck talking, we out here we balling
C                                                E7/G
And I'm spraying that on these rusty niggas like WD40
Em                               Am
We fucked up, we Truk'd up, no if ands or but fucks
C                                   E7/G
Bitch niggas go behind yo back like nun-chucks and that's fucked up
Em                            Am
But my hoes down, my cups up, my niggas down for whatever
C                                           E7/G
These bitches think they're too fly well tell em hoes I pluck feathers
Em                              Am
I'm Tunechi, Young Tunechi, I wear Trukfit fuck Gucci
C                                   E7/G
She's blowing kisses at me with her pussy lips, smooches
Em
And that's 2 Chainz.

[Hook]

Look at you
             Em   C
Now look at us
E7/G             (open)          Em
All my niggas look rich as fuck
Em                          Am
All my niggas look rich as fuck
C                              Em
All my niggas look rich as fuck

Em          Am
Now look at us
C                               Em
All my niggas look rich as fuck
Em                           Am          C
All my niggas look rich as fuck


[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
      Em                              Am
Never talk to the cops, I don't speak pig Latin
              C                     E7/G
I turn the penny to a motherfucking Janet Jackson
         Em                             Am
Tell the bitches that be hating I ain't got no worries
       C                              E7/G
I just wanna hit and run like I ain't got insurance
   Em                      Am                  C
Ho, whats yo name whats yo sign, Zodiac Killer
               E7/G                        Em
All rats gotta die, even Master Splinter
             Am
Yeah, Murder 187
                  C                   E7/G
I be killing them bitches, I hope all dogs go to heaven
          Em               Am
And I got xanax, percocet, promethazine with codeine
C                       E7/G
Call me Mr Sandman, I'm selling all these hoes dreams
Em                                 Am
Got a white girl with big titties, flat ass TV screen
         C                     E7/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
   C                           E7/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