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countin paper - paul wall & rich the factor lyrics

[chorus: rich the factor]
we countin paper in h*town
we countin paper in k*town
finna hit l.a. now
yeah, we making our bay rounds
after that, we heading east
countin paper in philly
n.y.c. and d.m.v
then circle back to the city
we countin paper in h*town
we countin paper in k*town
finna hit l.a. now
yeah, we making our bay rounds
after that, we heading east
countin paper in philly
n.y.c. and d.m.v
then circle back to the city

[verse 1: paul wall]
stacking paper, count it up
hit the map, then round it up
on the road for a thousand months
that’s a million cups, a hundred thousand blunts
double commas, i’m on the hunt
where it’s at? i gotta huntch
i’m [?] the bay for lunch
then right back to my number cruntch
in [?] i can see the packs
a hundred p’s, that’s a leasure pack
fresh batch, can you meet me half?
in sherman oaks with g’s and macks
big chips, that’s [?] snacks
wax in the fridge by the freezer pack
a hundred [?] tax
spitting facts [?]
in the tripple d, then oaklahoma
o.k.c., i’m getting [?]
three nights in arizona
i got the drank, just bring the soda
at the astro’s game, i’m with the owner
ten toes on that [?]
[?] to [?]
in battin [?]
to the [?] stacking up bread, that’s all i know
might take a trip back to alasca
on the road, i’m all pro
off the radar, on the low
sippin big mo in k.c. mo
friend or foe, just give me my dough
then back home, gotta [?] grow
oh
[chorus: rich the factor]
we countin paper in h*town
we countin paper in k*town
finna hit l.a. now
yeah, we making our bay rounds
after that, we heading east
countin paper in philly
n.y.c. and d.m.v
then circle back to the city
we countin paper in h*town
we countin paper in k*town
finna hit l.a. now
yeah, we making our bay rounds
after that, we heading east
countin paper in philly
n.y.c. and d.m.v
then circle back to the city

[verse 2: rich the factor]
countin paper in [?]
gotta hold the fork out
circle round for i park now
know how this sh*t go down
four pound, what i toat round
flying ashtrays, n*gga
87 [?]
getting sideways in it
stuff the trucks to the rym
and hitting highways in them
on the 37th floor
in a highrise with them
trapping hard with [?]
smoking zaza with them
twisting bricks and counting chips
eating [?] with them
all my guys be big wheels
yeah, the [?] figures
cold start on [?]
hit [?] my n*gga
gortex, black backpack
full of [?]
hit my east coast [?]
when they touch in the city
3 wheels through the ghetto
ducking pothole sitting
own enough of them thangs
start a roscoe’s chicken
we be rich in a year
the way the box keep hitting
the way the stocks keep on hitting
keep on touching them chickens
[chorus: rich the factor]
we countin paper in h*town
we countin paper in k*town
finna hit l.a. now
yeah, we making our bay rounds
after that, we heading east
countin paper in philly
n.y.c. and d.m.v
then circle back to the city
we countin paper in h*town
we countin paper in k*town
finna hit l.a. now
yeah, we making our bay rounds
after that, we heading east
countin paper in philly
n.y.c. and d.m.v
then circle back to the city

- paul wall rich the factor lyrics

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