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letra de count it up - tuffboys

[hook] x2
f-ck a b-tch i love the bank, f-ck a money counter up
tuffboy revenue and we always counting up
count it up, count it, count it up, count it up
count it, sauce it up

[verse 1]
making this money i split it, i split it
you boys be so rats just like splinter
making these raps i spit, i spit it
your b-tch yeah i hit it, your b-tch yeah we hit it
it did it, we did it
making waves yeah we get it, we get it
we reckless grind for a necklace
eat the b-tch out just like breakfast
talk out your neck boy you dumb
making these b-tches so numb
f-ck on that thotty i run
spit out that b-tch like some gum
bad b-tch now she nun
handle it c-ck it like gun
krabby-patty boy you chum
batty-boy drinking the rum
p-ssy-boy you ain’t want none
p-ssy-boy you ain’t nothing
i be father and you be my sons
popping them ollies and f-ck all them guns

[bridge 1]
count it up, count it up
my accountant be counting up
accountant be counting up, count it up
cameron be counting up
count or be counted up, count it up
cameron be counting up
count or be counted up
count it up, count it up

[interlude: ceddy bu “the rap sumo”]
mixtape coming soon, yeah it don’t stop
it don’t stop, cool me off mane!

[verse 2]
tuffboys yeah we next in
from the neck in, we be flexing
put the tech in, if you ’bout it
talking ’bout sh-t is you really ’bout it?
talking ’bout bricks and you build houses
thot hoes be sleeping on the couches
boy you ain’t bought sh-t, shut your mouth up
playing dress up on instagram, that ain’t your get up
another level you can’t get up
boy keep runnin, c-catch up, laced up, strapped up
cats up, boot it up, in the cut, give me cup
thot-thot she a sl-t, pour it up, give me love, i give her nut
rhyme like i’m bust
you ain’t got no money, boy catches the bus
you really you ain’t like me, you ain’t like us
all of my sneakers so scuffed
f-ck on that thot then i leave when i bust, i give a f-ck one night
then i leave like “oh god, bye-bye-bye-bye”, f-ck a hoe i love my ni-ni-nikes
riding your b-tch like a bike, don’t care if that hoe alright
alex and i, be sipping the sodie all night
f-ck in the light, you b-tch boy and you bite
biting be biting, your b-tch i ride it, i ride it
she riding she riding, making this money excited, excited
you boys be so blind and i’m guiding, you think you is styling you lying
talking that sh-t leave you crying, f-ck up the fetti that gucci i’m buying
try hard boys, they try stop me but that ain’t no option
cuz llehna be popping, finessing and flossing

[bridge 2]
i’m about counting up, all that motherf-cking fetti
all that motherf-cking green, b-tch i pop a sodie not no motherf-cking lean
aye, f-ck you mean? no lean
popping only sodies

[hook] x2
f-ck a b-tch i love the bank, f-ck a money counter up
tuffboy revenue and we always counting up
count it up, count it, count it up, count it up
count it, sauce it up

- tuffboys

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