Whole Lotta Money chords by Skrilla Jones

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Verse 1
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Skrilla baby, I got her, I said I got her
Baby I got a whole lot of money
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Baby I got a whole lot of money
And I'll be, I'll be stackin' money
all the way to the ceiling, man
Ayy, ayy, ayy, I gotta
Ayy, ayy, ayy, I gotta
Ayy, ayy, ayy, and I'll be,
I'll be stackin' money
all the way to the ceiling, man
Blank with a smile on my face
I got a couple checks locked
down in my safe
I'm bout to add a few
more in it for the day
And I be on my job,
why the hell I need a break?
I got a couple Betty's shotgun
and my scraper
Probably only one to chill
with me for the paper
Rolling down the block, buddy,
you know I be swinging
Just call me the king,
give my city what you think
You got my money on my cranium,
I gotta keep it true
You ain't on my level,
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Am 
look at me and look at you
Good, rich, ghetto, Don Trump,
I'm about my script
If I ain't got it in my hand,
then it gon' have to get real
And I ain't talkin' Clinton,
but I'm all about the bills
Y 'all just like to talk,
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but I be gettin' it for real
If a bus don't wanna jump,
then I can hit him with the steel
I'm a culturified D -Boy,
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Am 
crack a smile and see the grill
Baby, I got a whole lotta money
Whole lotta money, whole lotta money
C 
Baby, I got a whole lotta money
Am 
Whole lotta money, money
And I be, I be stackin' money
all the way to the ceilin', man
Ayy, ayy, ayy, I got a
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Am 
Ayy, ayy, ayy, I got
a
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Am 
Ayy, ayy, ayy, and I be
I be stackin' money
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Am 
all the way to the ceilin', man
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Am 
See you tryin' to see
what's poppin' off
Introduce you to the life I live,
cause I'm a boss
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My diamonds known to cut them,
Am 
yeah, I'm drippin' like some water
Princess cutters and the king
just had a daughter
I'm all about my dollars,
yeah, my pockets on swole
Even though I got a lot,
you know you gotta give me more
I hustle on a daily,
ain't no way you see me pole
Gotta keep it on the quiet
so they pay me on the low
I'm a hood figure, but I ain't Gorilla Zo
Ask about me in the streets,
they know about Squilla Jones
Everything is A1,
cars and the clothes
The songs and the flows,
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and the broads and the hoes
Stuntin' is a must,
I mean it's hard not to floss
When you're caught can it painted
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and it shine and it glows
Haters lookin' mad,
don't ask them how they feel
I'm a countrified b -boy,
crack a smile and see the grill
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C 
Am 
Baby I got a whole lot of money
Baby I got a whole lot of money
And I be, I be stackin' money
all the way to the ceiling, man
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Am 
Ayy, ayy, ayy, I got a
C 
Am 
Ayy, ayy, ayy, I got a
C 
Am 
Ayy, ayy, ayy, and I be,
I be stackin' money
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Am 
all the way to the ceiling, man