Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Dont Count Money, artist - Lil Reese. Date of issue: 20.01.2013
Song language: English
We Dont Count Money |
| I said I’m always rocking the latest |
| Cock it back and spray it |
| Extort shit and you better pay it |
| We don’t count money we weight it, boy |
| We don’t count money we weight it |
| Cock it back and spray it |
| Your bitch said I’m the greatest |
| Put a hundred grand on this scale |
| A hundred grand for my belt |
| Put a hundred grand on his head |
| Bet a hundred grand he gon' tell, boy |
| We don’t count money we weight it |
| Cock it back and spray it |
| Don’t move it, unless I OK |
| Three hundred deep we ain’t playing |
| We can’t count this shit, too many bands |
| Don’t ship and move it till' we see it |
| You can’t owe me shit, you better pay it |
| I’m getting fucked up for that bread |
| We don’t take shit, we ain’t playing |
| Extorting niggas, they gotta pay it |
| Money coming in, I gotta weigh it |
| Get out of line, shit we spraying |
| That get you going for them bands |
| And it’s just us |
| Fuck what they saying |
| Can’t fuck me, without fucking my mans |
| So bitch what’s your plan |
| You gon' fuck, or keep playing |
| I’m getting kicked out, that’s the plan |
| When we coming through, we ain’t playing |
| Shots fired, it ain’t my mans |
| I ain’t seen shit, what you saying |
| Pull up in a benz |
| Fuck her and her friends |
| I got bands all in my hair |
| Bands all in my pocket |
| That boy get out of line |
| Shit we might launch that rocket |
| My lawyer beat the case up like domestic violence, women |
| Threw him one hundred racks, plus paid for |
| He’s good on college tuition |
| Fuck with me, you might end up missing |
| I got it low for them pigeons |
| I got, three ice crosses on my neck, but I’m no Christian |
| I came through topless |
| Damn Rell, where your roof is |
| Fucked her all at my old house |
| I’m gonna kick her out of my new crib |
| Don’t keep bricks where I stay |
| No nigga, I’m not stupid |
| I don’t love that bitch |
| I was never shot by cupid |
| They talking rows, I ain’t been rocking them |
| Talking cars like I ain’t been copping them |
| Been crashing them |
| Benjamin’s is my best friend |
| I been stacking them |
| Killers on a payroll |
| That bitch is on the speed dial |
| The D.A. |
| was mad |
| Should of seen her face, when I beat trial |
| I need a new benz |
| I need a new Glock |
| We got the city fucked up |
| Plus my dick is her new drug |