Count It Up Lyrics
Yeah count it up
You already know the deal
You niggas know what I dealt let just be for real
and when ya at it young just keep the artist still
and peel the wrapper off the rock like the banana peel, now tell me can you see the flake, once glance of dat glitter make you wanna shake, adreniline rushin blood flowin through ya veins. when you close your eyes at night you be seeing things
cuz nigga I was seein things
At least a hundred at a time dats on everything.
Magic city one twelve let me reminisce
A nigga musta miss somethin how did it come to dis You got nigga round like you dey run da town
dope game, game over, jizzle on the mound. now watch me cock it right back n hit a home run.
enough bricks at one to build a home son.
They like gotdamn Young boy ya own one. Everybody talkin bricks but dey dont own none What your nigga know about counting millions, only place they aint money on the ceilin…
Chorus:
Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up
Take it all out ya pocket
Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up
Pull it all out your pocket.
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 start to fill up with smoke no inhalin’,
I turn dis 4 into a nine I’ll be in heaven, leave here get caught with this nine I’ll be a felon, i ain the one for doing no time just know I’m bailin
The government don’t really approve of what I’m selling, get jammed up
we all know the rules just no tellin,
Even though I came to bring you the word im no reverend.
Just a casualty to game more like a veteran. ask me if i no treat babes no cookies ..fifteen hundred in dimes when we was rookies And tell me how I go up to at least 30 a thang Just one for the niggas out here doin dey thang Every day riskin it all deep in the game
I’m about to ask that nigga fo shit, I feel the same.
They like gotdamn young boy ya own one …everybody talk bricks but they aint own none,
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What you nigga know about counting millions,
only place dey aint money on the ceilin
Chorus:
Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up
Take your all ..pocket
Now count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up, count it up
Put it all ..your pocket, count it up, count it up, count it up.
