Intro
Cm G# Fm G G7 
 
Yeah 
 
Verse 1
Cm 
Breakfast at Tiffany's and bottles of bubbles 
G#                                         Gm 
Girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble 
Fm 
Lashes and diamonds, ATM machines 
G                                   G7 
Buy myself all of my favorite things (Yeah) 
Cm 
Been through some bad shit, I should be a sad bitch 
G#                                     Gm 
Who woulda thought it'd turn me to a savage? 
Fm 
Rather be tied up with cuffs and not strings 
G                                                 G7 
Write my own checks like I write what I sing, yeah (Yeah) 
 
Pre-Chorus 1
   Cm 
My wrist, stop watchin', my neck is flossin' 
     G# 
Make big deposits, my gloss is poppin' 
    Fm 
You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it 
  G                          G7 
I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (Yeah) 
 
Chorus
  Cm 
I want it, I got it, I want it, I got it 
  G#                                     Gm 
I want it, I got it, I want it, I got it (Yeah) 
    Fm 
You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it (This who they waitin' on) 
  G                                     G7 
I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (Yep) 
 
Verse 2
   Cm 
My ideas are priceless, I know I'm the nicest 
  G#                                   
I knew you would like this, I must be psychic 
    Fm 
I'm from the streets, baby, I'm nothing like them (Tru) 
      G                                           G7 
She's sweet in the day, but freaky when night come (Tell 'em) 
     Cm             
It's mine, invest it (Uh); I spend it on necklace (Uh) 
  G#                                 Gm 
I got the cash if I don't get credit (Uh) 
    Fm 
And I'm well respected so she feel protected 
   G                                                    G7 
So scratch all the exes (Ex), it's next like contestants (Woo) 
     Cm 
It's blessings, no stressing, I'm flexing 
    G#                               Gm 
Got one car parked right in the entrance 
    Fm 
Got one car parked right at the exit 
     G7 
See, you didn't expect this, you think like a robot 
N.C. 
I put bands in yo face like Botox 
 
Chorus
  Cm 
I want it, I got it, I want it, I got it 
  G#                                     Gm 
I want it, I got it, I want it, I got it (Baby) 
    Fm 
You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it (Oh yeah) 
  G7 
I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (Yep) 
 
Bridge
Cm 
I got my receipts, be lookin' like phone numbers 
Cm 
If it ain't money, then wrong number 
G# 
Black card is my business card 
G# 
The way it be settin' the tone for me 
Fm 
I don't mean to brag, but I be like, 
Fm7 
"Put it in the bag," yeah 
G 
When you see them racks 
G7 
They stacked up like my ass, yeah 
 
Pre-Chorus 2
Cm 
Shoot, go from the store to the booth 
Cm 
Make it all back in one loop, give me the loot 
G#                         
Never mind, I got the juice 
G#                          Gm 
Nothing but net when we shoot 
Fm 
Look at my neck, look at my neck 
Fm 
Ain't got enough money to pay me respect 
G7 
Ain't no budget when I'm on the set 
N.C. 
If I like it, then that's what I get, yeah 
 
Chorus
  Cm 
I want it, I got it, I want it, I got it (Oh yeah) 
  G#                                     Gm 
I want it, I got it, I want it, I got it (Oh yeah, yeah) 
    Fm 
You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it 
  G                                     G7 
I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it (I see, yep) 
 
Outro
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