YOUNG JEEZY - Count It Up Remix lyrics

rate me

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.<br />

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Thanks to andrei

Thanks to Dajon for correcting these lyrics