Intro
Wiz Khalifa]
C Bm
Gang, checks
Am G
More money than these lames get
C Bm
More weed on the plane
Am G
More diamonds on the chain
La Música de Harry Fraud
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
C Bm
Um, backwards joints get rolled up
Am G
Learned that in Amsterdam
C
Learned as a young man
Bm
Get cash fast as you can
Am G
But don't blow it too fast
C Bm
Always save some for the road, make the smoke last
Am G
Never ask permission, we just blow past
C Bm Am
Momma twistin' up joints, I'm just scribblin' in this notepad
G C Bm
Hopin' that, the hotel got good room service that I could throw back
Am G
Put on a movie that's a throwback
C Bm
Or just some beats, Harry Fraud just sent the whole pack
Am G
Maybe hit the pool swim a couple laps
C
Do my best when I'm relaxed
Bm Am G
Back in the day, the way they used to send the message all facts
C Bm
Beef without a scratch, used to doubt us
Am
Now the game wouldn't be the same without us
G
Smoke the loudest
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Ha
C Bm
My weed good, my bitch bad
Am G
My joints burn slow all my cars go fast
C Bm Am
Sweatpants, pockets is bulgin' with cash, hella stacks
G
Dippin' that playa shit they never put on the racks
C Bm
Members only shit, private showroom out back
Am G
Fashion bloggers have to ask you, "where you got it at?"
C Bm
Spitta just a real nigga who can rap
Am G
Only deliver facts about my life but it's tight
C
'cause my life is all that
Bm Am
Famous enough to get in there for free but not so famous
G C
that people keep bothering me
Bm Am G
While I'm choppin' the tree, smokin' one this a selfie, a muhfuckin' personal sum'n
C Bm
It's enough gas in the world for all of you
Am G
So I ain't 'bout to pass my fuckin' joints over to you
C Bm
We could get high, count to these high tunes
Am G
Baby I got hella playa grooves
C
In the Chevy as we cruise
Bm
I can't wait until New Orleans make the news
Am G C
Completely legalize recreational that's like a dream come true
Bm Am
At the marina gettin' stoned to some Nina Simone
G C
Shorty never heard them vibes until I put her on
Bm Am
Smoke two more sticks while I drove her home
G
Shorty poutin' lookin' like something wrong
C Bm
But she don't wanna be alone
Am G C
Talkin' 'bout how well we get along but my money really got her mind blown
Bm Am
She think I'm dumb, baby girl I'm not the one
G C
Money machine count while I twiddle my thumbs
Bm Am
Money machine count while I lace up my Banned 1's
G C
Money machine count you delivered that ransom
Bm Am
Money machine countin' that stash for my grandson
G C
Money machine copped the island to land on
Bm Am G
Money machine my own, hustlin' feet I stand on
[Outro: Curren$y]
C Bm Am
G C Bm Am G
East side, parked the Medina at the Marina
C Bm Am G
They was amazed when they seen it
C Bm Am
Millionaires
G
Two of us it was like 50 M's between us
C Bm Am
G
Arguing who Rolex the cleanest
[Outro]
(Repeat till fade)
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