Lyrics Count My Money Backwards - Lil Phat, Webbie

Count My Money Backwards

ILike to count my money backwards… it’s faster
I’m not a rapper, I’m a trapper… no actor
We weight her up and then we wrap her… go ask her
And watch me move her like casper… ??
I count my fuckin money backwards… it’s faster
I’m not a rapper, I’m a trapper… no actor
We weight her up and then we wrap her… go ask her
And watch me move her like casper… like casper
I like to count my money backwards
I’m blowin smoke up in the wind.
flyin down I-10
Loaded, missin 3 stacks let me count my shit again
I must be higher than a bitch kuz this time is out here
Kall me trill fam yougin, best rapper of tha year
I memba playin with his bricks on tha livin room floor
Now he a muthafuckin trill CEO
I swear I lost brick, who got it?
casper the ghost
Triple stacks right here, so fuck it, man let’s roll
I swea to god ion rap like this
Listened to jeezy music now I trap like this
I know a bitch with a donk, but she ain got a face
That raw pussy, I’ll fuck her without a face
ILike to count my money backwards… it’s faster
I’m not a rapper, I’m a trapper… no actor
We weight her up and then we wrap her… go ask her
And watch me move her like casper… ??
Count my fuckin money backwards… it’s faster
I’m not a rapper, I’m a trapper… no actor
We weight her up and then we wrap her… go ask her
And watch me move her like casper… like casper
I like to count my money backwards
I ain’t from here atlanta, but I be trappin all the time
I done got to that lil point where money ain een a good thang
So you might jus catch me in the fuckin hottest crippin clubs
Poppin bottles throwin cake at potential models with my thugs
They was thankin I was wrong when I pulled up in my maybach
You’ll think I was obama, I run shit like the president
I commit so many sins, I need to go see reverand
I be prayin everyday, don’t know what’s up in front me
The police up at my door, make me wish I was a ghost
I jus found out on the low, that my lil nigga a hoe
Ian een gon say no names, I’m jus gon go let that shit go
All I smoke is that good doja ion smoke mary no more
ILike to count my money backwards… it’s faster
I’m not a rapper, I’m a trapper… no actor
We weight her up and then we wrap her… go ask her
And watch me move her like casper… ??
Count my fuckin money backwards… it’s faster
I’m not a rapper, I’m a trapper… no actor
We weight her up and then we wrap her… go ask her
And watch me move her like casper… like casper
I like to count my money backwards
I count it backwards it’s faster, like a money machine
I’m a countin money bastard, I’m countin in my sleep
You can catxh me at tha studio, no shows for bouht a week
Yes I’m out for bouht a week so I’m a need about a tree
For them niggas who be rappin, but still be trappin
I am not a rapper, I’m a trapper, I be magic
I’m from Baton Rouge buht I’m in ATL stackin
I’m Murcielago stuntin, that’s 100 bricks of traffic
Mi niggas right behind me and they hollin we tha baddest
We give her dope dick, then wrap her in plastic
And watch me move em like I’m casper
You want a brick from me you gotta count yo money backwards
ILike to count my money backwards… it’s faster
I’m not a rapper, I’m a trapper… no actor
We weight her up and then we wrap her… go ask her
And watch me move her like casper… ??
Count my fuckin money backwards… it’s faster
I’m not a rapper, I’m a trapper… no actor
We weight her up and then we wrap her… go ask her
And watch me move her like casper… like casper
I like to count my money backwards