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trippie redd - count up the money (original) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: trippie redd]
(bang$kott, f_ck around, you know he make that beat drop)
yeah

[chorus: trippie redd]
fives, tens, twentys (yeah), fifties, and hundreds
i count up the money (yeah, i count up)
rubber band, duffle_bag, count up the money (count it up)
hundred bands, double up, count up the money (woo, count it up)
fours in the double cup, sippin’ the muddy
she hop on the d_ck like a muhf_ckin’ bunny (boom)
pardon me, sir, i do not know what’s funny
where they laughin’ at me because i’m gettin’ money (i’m gettin’ guap)

[verse 1: trippie redd]
jokes on you, ha_ha, still broke (b_tch)
tear my ferragamo belt off, d_ck in hеr throat (woo, yeah)
pull down my zipper, make a lil’ b_tch chokе
steady hoppin’ to conclusions, lil’ n_gga, get croaked (bah)
no facebook, face shots, n_gga, get poked (bah, woo)
i’m a slime, lil’ b_tch, like lil’ geico
bust the uzi off the mothaf_ckin’ motorcycle (slatt, okay)
he was barely breathing’, had to let his lil’ life go (ha)

[chorus: trippie redd & lil gotit]
fives, tens, twentys (yeah), fifties, and hundreds
i count up the money (i count up)
rubber band duffle_bag, count up the money
hundred bands, double up, count up the money (woo, hey)
fours in the double cup, sippin’ the muddy (hey)
she hop on the d_ck like a muhf_ckin’ bunny
pardon me, sir, i do not know what’s funny
where they laughin’ at me because i’m gettin’ money (i’m gettin’ guap)
[verse 2: lil gotit]
i’m gettin’ guap (ayy)
i’m gettin’ top (woo)
by america’s number one thot (it’s crazy but it’s true)
as soon as i drop off the top, she watching’ my cartier watch (ayy)
f_ck it, b_tch, i’m on a new level (new level)
l.a. geeked out with the blue devil (blue devil)
i got the blunt with the red bezzle
i’m whippin’ that door ’til it lock (woo)
my money be green like my lawn
[?] slime [?] ain’t n0body trustin’ ’em
send her in, go get a bag, she don’t f_ck for free
drippin’ in double c, racks in the double b (kickin’)
in this sh_t, no it’s no love, no huggin’ me (uh_uh)
in the car, b_tch just text (text)
yeah, we know i play just s_x (s_x)
her p_ssy real cautious, yeah, it’s wet (wet)
whole hundred round on the tec (rrah)
sure, we sippin’ syrup, goin’ away (syrup)
time to go cop me a jag’ (jag’)
too wavy, don’t play with these boys
got ak’s and ar’s, we spray all these boys (spray all these boys)
a n_gga get stamped like a passport (a n_gga get stamped)
that was your choice

- trippie redd

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