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Nathaniel Uriel Lloyd Potts
Nathaniel Uriel Lloyd Potts
Songwriter:in
Ingram Mario Smith
Ingram Mario Smith
Songwriter:in

Letras

Aye
Aye
Bow bow
What it do Nate
You ready? (Yeah)
Alright hold up hold up hold up think we got one there
(Aye) Twenties and fifties and hundreds
We counting this money
And stacking up all the hundreds (aye)
We ain't have to do it like them
Arm in the rim
It's like we play ball or something (aye)
No drug deals
And we still out in that field
Got that nine tucking (aye)
Shorty trying to play hard to get
But we stay lit
They come a dime a dozen
Twenties and fifties and hundreds
We counting this money
And stacking up all the hundreds (aye)
We ain't have to do it like them
Arm in the rim
It's like we play ball or something (aye)
No drug deals
And we still out in that field
Got that nine tucking (aye)
Shorty trying to play hard to get
But we stay lit
They come a dime a dozen
(Aye)
Counting this money got us feeling different
Like smith with a Wesson or West wit a sin (uh huh)
We handling business like cooks with a mitten
We playing with kittens while they in the kitchen
Mmm
So good
Man's like T you so cool
I Really want to be y'all when I grow too
And go count up in all blues
We kicking it back but it ain't come like that
We put it that work on the map
We went from counting up ones to counting up hundreds
Now we counting up these stacks (uh huh)
Coming with nothing but facts
Like after the fact
Two hands on the grip of the strap like that (bow bow)
You'll hit up the target like pat went back
Protecting the brand that's sha with the dez
Dropping off bodies to buy up some land
Some **** be fronting they play with their hand
We do what we and we stay with the plan
If shorty start tripping we lay with her friend
They come by the dozen
We stay wit a ten (uh huh)
They come and they go like a fry in a hand (uh huh)
They love how it feel to come to stay with a man
But they got to go when we count up again
(Aye) Twenties and fifties and hundreds
We counting this money
And stacking up all the hundreds (aye)
We ain't have to do it like them
Arm in the rim
It's like we play ball or something (aye)
No drug deals
And we still out in that field
Got that nine tucking (aye)
Shorty trying to play hard to get
But we stay lit
They come a dime a dozen
Twenties and fifties and hundreds
We counting this money
And stacking up all the hundreds (aye)
We ain't have to do it like them
Arm in the rim
It's like we play ball or something (aye)
No drug deals
And we still out in that field
Got that nine tucking (aye)
Shorty trying to play hard to get
But we stay lit
They come a dime a dozen
My **** told me that these girls come a dime dozen whole time I got a dozen of dimes
I know some **** like quarters
Some **** that's two faced
And **** that can't pick a side
Don't gotta pay my shooters a nickel or penny
Catching plenty bodies when they slide
If it don't make dollars it don't make cents
So I put every coin in my rhyme (drip)
Bitch I'm a ball
I'm a wizard bitch John wall
Jump up and breaking the rim with my arm
Your wife is my boo
I put dick in her jaws
Uptown dripping Sauce
Been rocking diamonds they shine with out flaws
Don't need a dentist to see that I floss
I cannot be canceled
I cannot be paused
Hop out the Maybach Rick Ross
Sky walking out the yeah lamb just to make it Clear
Bitch on my dick like I'm scorpion she see that Rope and she get over here (drip)
And when I'm done she leaving me
And you know she gone drip like a faucet
Capital one whats in your wallet
I made a deposit
But I don't got none of the room for the
(Aye) Twenties and fifties and hundreds
We counting this money
And stacking up all the hundreds (aye)
We ain't have to do it like them
Arm in the rim
It's like we play ball or something (aye)
No drug deals
And we still out in that field
Got that nine tucking (aye)
Shorty trying to play hard to get
But we stay lit
They come a dime a dozen
Twenties and fifties and hundreds
We counting this money
And stacking up all the hundreds (aye)
We ain't have to do it like them
Arm in the rim
It's like we play ball or something (aye)
No drug deals
And we still out in that field
Got that nine tucking (aye)
Shorty trying to play hard to get
But we stay lit
They come a dime a dozen
(yeah)
Written by: Ingram Mario Smith, Nathaniel Uriel Lloyd Potts
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