Count It Up Remix
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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 /> <br /> Thanks to andrei Thanks to Dajon for correcting these lyrics
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