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YOUNG JEEZY - Count It Up Remix Lyrics

feat. Tity Boi

Yeah, count it up, count it up, count it up, yeah

You already know the deal, you niggers know what I dealt, let's just be for real
And why ya actin' young you just keep it on a still
To peel the rap off the block like a banana peel
Now tell me can you see the flake flake,
One glance and a glitter make you wanna shake
Adrenaline rushing blood flowing through your veins
When you close your eyes at night then you'll be seeing thangs
Yeah, cause nigger I was seeing things,
At least a 100 better time, that's …everything
Magic city 1 twitter let me reminisce
A nigger must of missed some how did it come to this?
You got niggers running round like they run the town
Dough game, game over, jizzels on the mouth
Now watch me cocking right back and hit a home run
Enough bricks in one time to build a whole sun

…I got there young boy you owe one
Everybody talking bricks but they don't own none
What you nigger know about count millions
The only place it ain't money's on the ceiling
Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up
Take it all out your pocket, count it up, count it up,
Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up
Pull it all out your pocket, count it up, count it up,

I'm going in, fuck it, I'm going in
I was just about to take off the top, let us begin
Let the room fill up with smoke no inhalin'
I turn the forward to a 9 I'll be in heaven
Leave here get goin' with this 9 I be a felon
I ain't the one for doing no time, just no …
The government don't really approve of what I'm selling
Get …up, we all know the rules it's no telling
Even though I came to bring you the word of no reverend
Just a casualty in the game all I can …
As for you I know treat … is a …
15 running and dying while we was …
And tell me how I grow up to at least 30 of fame
This one for them niggers I help doin' their thang
Everyday riskin' it all deep in the game
Can't no bout to ask a nigger for shit, I feel the same

…I got there young boy you owe one
Everybody talking bricks but they don't own none
What you nigger know about count millions
The only place it ain't money's on the ceiling
Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up
Take it all out your pocket, count it up, count it up,
Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up
Pull it all out your pocket, count it up, count it up,

So I don't know what yal been, thanking for my birthday
All I want is mo ben franklins, yeah
Secret society, all we got is us
My homie start the bumbing , all we got was the pus
Had a drug raid, all we got was the flush
Had a court day and all we got was the cuff yeah
I spit that arm and hammer grammar for the microphone
2 chainz, looking like the light is on
Made so much money smokin' weed I can buy a lung
2 brace to science call this my 2 stylerphone
Ok, turn the 62 to a 4 way
More cut then oj, more cut then a dj
Me and your girl and her girl on 3 way
Yeah, I'm running shit, 100 mile wheelay
… than the briefcase, now we talking bizness
I buy you all my meals, and I ain't talking wendys

…I got there young boy you owe one
Everybody talking bricks but they don't own none
What you nigger know about count millions
The only place it ain't money's on the ceiling
Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up
Take it all out your pocket, count it up, count it up,
Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up
Pull it all out your pocket, count it up, count it up.



Thanks to andrei

Thanks to Dajon for correcting these lyrics
 

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