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count it up - awsomeantwan & devinchiii lyrics

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[chorus: awsomeantwan]
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
[verse 1: devinchiii]
yeah
boutta get tats on my rib (hol’ up)
tats on my rib
your baby wanna come up in here
got money, could buy me a crib
i’m with the ogs
got thotties they on me
got diamonds they on me
you n*gga get peeled
the drac go cut off for real
i’m in the a, got n*gga with mill
hey hey
the f*ck is you saying
the chop like a band
my money can’t fold it
the gun we tote it
i thought that i told you
i thought that i told you

[chorus]
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yеah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yеah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
[verse 2: awsomeantwan}
counting this cash
counting this cash
smoking this gas
puffing that gas
ice on my wrist
taking yo b*tch
i make more bread than your pops
he talking sh*t cause he flopped
this b*tch on my d*ck
she gon’ give me top
he gonna go snitch to the cops
f*ck on your ho she a thot
milly rock
cannot do math like i’m doc
he sipping the wok
i got that money that talk
racks on racks
bands on bands
i got me a plaque
she give me top with no hands

[chorus: awsomeantwan]
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
[verse 3: awsomeantwan]
counting this cash oh yeah
counting this cash
smoking this gas
puffing that gas
cashing this check
you know the rest
putting them hickey’s on her neck
you can get wacked with this tec
i’m making a mess
it look like a wreck
i’m placing them bets
i’m getting her wet
young twan he the boss
i don’t shop at ross
i might take a loss
but i can never go cross
you better be quiet
you spilling my sauce
you better pipe down
before you get caught

[chorus: awsomeantwan]
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up
count it up b*tch yeah count it up

[outro: awsomeantwan]
counting this cash oh yeah
counting this cash
smoking this gas
puffing that gas

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