Ca$h Rodgers - Count Up
Had seen her on the aveSpotted her more than once
Ass so phat that you could
See it from the front
(I’m one of the baddest motherfuckers)
(Of all time)
Know what we want my bitch so phat
You can see from the front
I’ve been flexing ever since a young runt
They see us out
They know what’s good with us
Stack up them bands young n***a count it up
My bitch so phat
You can see from the front
I’ve been flexing ever since a young runt
They see us out
They know what’s good with us
Stack up them bands young n***a count it up
I done made some mistakes
Like I’m caught in traffic stuck in my ways
Catch me killing verses crime really pays
She throw it back it ain’t even Thursday
In the function yeah she twerk it for me
Floor flooded with singles all through the house
Slid in the bathroom yeah she buss it for me
Gotta wear her out
I know that you notice me
They don’t want no smoke with me
I see the freak in her
Tell her come and talk to me like Jodeci
Honestly and openly I’m
Drunk as bitch off this Grand
So nobody better push me wave at his main
Tell her to slide
And we know he ain’t bout it cause he pussy
Yeah I’m trying to get to the cash
Run it up I know that they mad
Gang rockers and yo dame watch us
I’m trying to get me some head out her
We stack up them bands
Next time you know we gotta double up
We gotta stick to the plan
Ain’t never gotta say it man
They know what's up
Them n****s know what's up
Know what we want my bitch so phat
You can see from the front
I’ve been flexing ever since a young runt
They see us out
They know what’s good with us
Stack up them bands young n***a count it up
My bitch so phat
You can see from the front
I’ve been flexing ever since a young runt
They see us out
They know what’s good with us
Stack up them bands young n***a count it up
Fuck the opposition tell them n****s
That I’m repping my side
I’m taking the lion share of all the blame
If it shows that I’m hurting my pride
Ain’t doing much talking
My dogs do no barking
You know where the fuck that I’m at
Ya bm be thirsty she keep being flirty
Chances are I’m breaking her back
I might just take off to heaven
I’m working 24/7
They cannot fuck with my grain
Get them pussies some Excedrin
Hearing voices I’m seeing demons
They getting closer
Man they plot and they scheming
Forgive me Jesus
Go hard in the paint then I bang out
Bag season made it rain out
Bitches be screaming my name out
I get in this booth spit this pain out
All of my day ones is still round
All of my friends are these dead Pres'
Your girl then sucked up the whole hood
We just call that hoe block head
Know what we want my bitch so phat
You can see from the front
I’ve been flexing ever since a young runt
They see us out
They know what’s good with us
Stack up them bands young n***a count it up
My bitch so phat
You can see from the front
I’ve been flexing ever since a young runt
They see us out
They know what’s good with us
Stack up them bands young n***a count it up
(I’m one of the baddest motherfuckers)
(Of all time)
Written by:
David Thompson Jr., David Thompson Sr.
Publisher:
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