CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Count Off
Yeah
One b*t*h, two b*t*h, three b*t*h, none
I don't, f**k with, anyone
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye aye
Run up the racks, yeah
I'm 'bout to make that sh*t back, aye
Damn
Flood the Patek, wait
I'm 'bout to f**k up a check, yeah
I made it up from the ground
I need a b*t*h who ain't holding me down
Play all my sh*t when I'm f**king around
Counting these b*t*hes I'm making my round (Goddamn)
I speak facts, lot of these rappers are making me laugh
Foot on they neck, man I need to relax
f**king they b*t*h, I'm about to collapse (Talk that sh*t)
I'm really doing the most, yeah
Hop in the foreign and ghost, yeah
Came a long way from the lows, yeah
No time for loving these hoes (f**k 'em)
One b*t*h, two b*t*h, three b*t*h, none
I don't, f**k with, anyone
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye aye
Pound that lil' b*t*h in the back of the Acura (Acura)
I just got head from a b*t*h that's named Tabatha (Tabatha)
f**king your b*t*h and you know I don't wrap it up (Wrap it up)
Counting this money I just like to stack it up, woah (Stack it up)
I might just go blow a check (Check)
My brother, he's strapped with a tec (Tec)
We at your house, we come to collect
If you coming, then you coming correct
Talking sh*t, better get going
Snap a pu**y n***a like a wishbone, goddamn
Hop in the lamb and I race (Race)
All my hundreds, man they blue in the face (Face)
Smoking dope till I doze off
Off-White with the Goyard
Getting texts from your wifey (Yeah)
Counting checks like Nike (Woo)
One b*t*h, two b*t*h, three b*t*h, none
I don't, f**k with, anyone
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye aye
Spent a band, on my Louie
Flexing like it's nothing, aye
Pour a drop of Bacardi
Sipping till' I'm buzzing, aye
Run it up, fill my cup
I can't even function, aye
Got your b*t*h, on my d**k
Cause you know we f**king, yeah
C'est la vie
This my sh*t, don't mind me
Push to start, drop the key
Who up next? I might be
f**k you thought? I don't stop
I keep going, till' I drop
Crash my whip, I might not
See my bands, that's a lot lot lot
One b*t*h, two b*t*h, three b*t*h, none (Damn)
I don't, f**k with, anyone (Yeah)
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye (Skrt)
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye aye
Count off, Count off, Count off, yeah
One b*t*h, two b*t*h, three b*t*h, none
I don't, f**k with, anyone
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye aye
Run up the racks, yeah
I'm 'bout to make that sh*t back, aye
Damn
Flood the Patek, wait
I'm 'bout to f**k up a check, yeah
I made it up from the ground
I need a b*t*h who ain't holding me down
Play all my sh*t when I'm f**king around
Counting these b*t*hes I'm making my round (Goddamn)
I speak facts, lot of these rappers are making me laugh
Foot on they neck, man I need to relax
f**king they b*t*h, I'm about to collapse (Talk that sh*t)
I'm really doing the most, yeah
Hop in the foreign and ghost, yeah
Came a long way from the lows, yeah
No time for loving these hoes (f**k 'em)
One b*t*h, two b*t*h, three b*t*h, none
I don't, f**k with, anyone
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye aye
Pound that lil' b*t*h in the back of the Acura (Acura)
I just got head from a b*t*h that's named Tabatha (Tabatha)
f**king your b*t*h and you know I don't wrap it up (Wrap it up)
Counting this money I just like to stack it up, woah (Stack it up)
I might just go blow a check (Check)
My brother, he's strapped with a tec (Tec)
We at your house, we come to collect
If you coming, then you coming correct
Talking sh*t, better get going
Snap a pu**y n***a like a wishbone, goddamn
Hop in the lamb and I race (Race)
All my hundreds, man they blue in the face (Face)
Smoking dope till I doze off
Off-White with the Goyard
Getting texts from your wifey (Yeah)
Counting checks like Nike (Woo)
One b*t*h, two b*t*h, three b*t*h, none
I don't, f**k with, anyone
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye aye
Spent a band, on my Louie
Flexing like it's nothing, aye
Pour a drop of Bacardi
Sipping till' I'm buzzing, aye
Run it up, fill my cup
I can't even function, aye
Got your b*t*h, on my d**k
Cause you know we f**king, yeah
C'est la vie
This my sh*t, don't mind me
Push to start, drop the key
Who up next? I might be
f**k you thought? I don't stop
I keep going, till' I drop
Crash my whip, I might not
See my bands, that's a lot lot lot
One b*t*h, two b*t*h, three b*t*h, none (Damn)
I don't, f**k with, anyone (Yeah)
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye (Skrt)
Count off, Count off, Count off, aye aye
Count off, Count off, Count off, yeah
