Get Rich Akkorde von
Tyga
Tyga

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Tonart: G major
Verse 1
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Have
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it, money gotta have it!
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Quit bappin
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Uh, getting money is a habit
Verse 2
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Nice cars at the crib, gotta have it
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Uh, and this is something for your bad bitch
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One time I'mma show you
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how to get rich!
Verse 3
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Uh, getting money is a habit
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Nice cars at the crib, gotta have it
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Uh, and this is something for your bad bitch
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One time I'mma show you
Verse 4
how to get rich!
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Uh, show you how to get rich
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Uh, show you how to get rich
Uh, getting money is a habit
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Nice cars ant the crib,
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gotta have it!
Verse 5
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Huh, I ain't fucking with no plane Janes
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Getting head on the plane,
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call it head space
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Uh, need legs space, make her knees shake
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She been twerkin all night,
she gon need a break!
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Uh, goddamn, the pre, the beat bang
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Trading hoes like players,
need a coach name
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T frog game, nigga last king
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Nigga hating cause I'm balling,
telling more shame
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Rack city, triple X, 10 mill, baby
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Used to be balling, now I'm Bill Gating.
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Hater shot bitch cause I'm inpatient
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Living life like a king, man it's so amazing!
Verse 6
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Uh, getting money is a habit
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Nice cars at the crib, gotta have it
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Uh, and this is something for your bad bitch
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One time I'mma show you
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how to get rich!
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Uh, show you how to get rich
Verse 7
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Uh, show you how to get rich
Uh, getting money is a habit
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Nice cars ant the crib, gotta have it!
Verse 8
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Uh, 9th grade used to play hooky
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Told your bitch I'll pass
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when on that drop pussy
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I don't need your pussy,
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I get too much pussy
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Fucked her in the kit chen,
kept a full cooking.
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Uh, 22 young millionaire
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Crib in Bel Air, all the bitches stare
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T- Rawws on, you should cup a pair
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No house phone cause
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I'm never there
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I fucked her best friend and I saw love
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'Cause I get her best friends all in the club
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Niggas pulled up,
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bitches all drugged
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And all she wanna do it is fuck with a thug
Verse 9
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Uh, getting money is a habit
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Nice cars at the crib, gotta have it
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Uh, and this is something for your bad bitch
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One time I'mma show you
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how to get rich!
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Uh, getting money is a habit
Verse 10
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Nice cars at the crib, gotta have it
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Uh, and this is something for your bad bitch
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One time I'mma show you
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how to get rich!
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Uh, show you how to get rich
Verse 11
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Uh, show you how to get rich
Uh, getting money is a habit
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Nice cars ant the crib,
gotta have it!
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Verse 12
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So amazing!
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Living life like a king, so amazing!
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