Intro
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INTRO
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VERSE I
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Ghost town, main street, right around story
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Console cash with some gas in a 40
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Friday night fog lights kissing in a quarry
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Moonlight silver stars shine gold
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Saw the MTV Crips caddy and a rover
Em F G
Diamond dolla bill chain payroll chauffer
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Bikini's in a pool, party and a visa
Em F G
Amex black card, saphire visa
PRECHORUS
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Money, was just a scratch off dream
Em F G
Yeah Money, didn't mean a thing
C G Am
Ain't it funny, how looking back
Em F
We didn't know how much we had
CHORUS
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Hiding down a back road, just a bunch of no names
Em F G
Hangin' on a tail gate, cranking on old flames
C G Am
Sippin' from a jug of Rocky Top champagne
Em F G
We were dirt poor rich
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Sparkin' up a bonfire, shadows on a silouette
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Moves like a jaguar, curves like a Corvette
C G Am
Livin' in a high life, just didn't know it yet
Em F G
We were dirt poor rich
[Lick I]
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VERSE II
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VIP was a summer time lake view
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30 minute jet skis, all day pontoon
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Boom box cranked up, howling at a blue moon
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Burning down dollars on a weekend roll
PRECHORUS
C G Am
Money, was just a scratch off dream
Em F G
Yeah Money, didn't mean a thing
C G Am
Ain't it funny, how looking back
Em F
We didn't know how much we had
CHORUS
C G Am
Hiding down a back road, just a bunch of no names
Em F G
Hangin' on a tail gate, cranking on old flames
C G Am
Sippin' from a jug of Rocky Top champagne
Em F G
We were dirt poor rich
C G Am
Sparkin' up a bonfire, shadows on a silouette
Em F G
Moves like a jaguar, curves like a Corvette
C G Am
Livin' in a high life, just didn't know it yet
Em F G
We were dirt poor rich
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VERSE III
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Didn't wake up in Bugatties or around the Maseratties
Em F G
In the Hollywood Hills hitting sky line parties
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But every weekend, there were good times, good friends
CHORUS
C G Am
Hiding down a back road, just a bunch of no names
Em F G
Hangin' on a tail gate, cranking on old flames
C G Am
Sippin' from a jug of Rocky Top champagne
Em F G
We were dirt poor rich
C G Am
Sparkin' up a bonfire, shadows on a silouette
Em F G
Moves like a jaguar, curves like a Corvette
C G Am
Livin' in a high life, just didn't know it yet
Em F G
We were dirt poor rich