| Countin' money while my bitches sleep
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| Countin' money 'til my niggas eat
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| Countin' money while my bitches sleep
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| Countin' money 'til my niggas eat
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| I was high, she was high
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| Nowadays we don’t even drive
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| New Supreme don’t wait in the line
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| She give me brain, that’s a piece of mind
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| Smoking wax, OG kush combined, money that’s my time
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| You know the saying, don’t be wasting mine
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| Fresh out of papers, lil momma complaining
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| Saying it’s too much smoke
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| Telling us we too down to Earth to be famous
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| Well who told you getting money would change us?
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| The same niggas probably told you
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| That the gang would fail
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| But they wrong cause my pack better than ever
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| I’m jet setting whenever I want
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| And
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| Master craftsman, paper stacking
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| The scent of jasmine on the bed, she’s baby napping
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| She’s been working hard, let her sleep
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| I made it rain on her all night, she only get wet for G’s
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| Yeah I be, example of, manning up, standing up
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| Not setting for that ho shit, smashing 'em
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| What’s happening bruh? |
| Same shit but the toilet bowl gold
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| Royal flush in my royal blue Rolls rolling up
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| Something out of old, or the double S riding slow
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| Mind open but my eyes low
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| Focused on the only goal
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| If I want it, I’ma donk it
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| You know |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Countin Money (feat. Wiz Khalifa) , by - Curren$y. Song from the album New Jet City, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп