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3rdworld Trap - Make it Count Lyrics



3rdworld Trap - Make it Count Lyrics
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Oh it's like that
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'ma blow a whole ounce, she make her big titties bounce
I'm making everything count, keeping some real ones around
I ain't doing no handshake, I don't listen to hearsay
Like nip, got racks in the middle
Shawty make her booty jiggle
Nigga with attitude like easy
I know the streets need me
In the trenches, it get greasy
12 want me locked not eating
Making shit happen solo
Collecting memories, take a photo
I ain't never trip bout no hoe
Throw dirt on my name, free promo
I caught a flight to the beach
It's a beautiful sight to see
It's a wonderful life we live
You ain't gotta take what I give
You can miss me with the beef
See, I don't even eat red meat
F*ck all your expectations
I had to get back to the basics
Like a dog, I need a new collar
She gon' get naked for dollars
I find solutions to problems
If my dog fall, I got em
Keeping my blik in reach
This real nigga shit, I teach
We out here playing for keeps
Tryna make sure everybody eat
I'ma blow a whole ounce, she make her big titties bounce
I'm making everything count, keeping some real ones around
I ain't doing no handshake, I don't listen to hearsay
Like nip, got racks in the middle
Shawty make her booty jiggle
Nigga with attitude like easy
I know the streets need me
In the trenches, ain't get greasy
12 want me locked not eating
Making shit happen, solo
Collecting memories, take a photo
I ain't never trip, bout no hoe
Throw dirt on my name, free promo
Throw dirt on my name, free promo
Just give me the ball, won't fumble
Won't throw it away, like Romo
Kick the bitch out, told her, go home
I respectfully said it
Say I won't succeed, I bet it
To the top of the top where I'm headed
Me and my dog had beef, I did it
It's too much money to be stressing
Me still being alive is a blessing
Putting God first, not second
Pray I make it to heaven
Can't get deceived by no demons
Pretty bitch eating all my semen
It's been a hell of a season
We grind hard for a reason
I'ma blow a whole ounce
She make her big titties bounce
I'm making everything count, keeping some real ones around
I ain't doing no handshake, I don't listen to hearsay
Like nip, got racks in the middle
Shawty make her booty jiggle
Nigga with attitude like easy
I know the streets need me
In the trenches, it get greasy
12 want me locked not eating
Making shit happen, solo
Collecting members, take a photo
I ain't never trip, bout no hoe
Throw dirt on my name, free promo
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Oh it's like that
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'ma blow a whole ounce, she make her big titties bounce
I'm making everything count, keeping some real ones around
I ain't doing no handshake, I don't listen to hearsay
Like nip, got racks in the middle
Shawty make her booty jiggle
Nigga with attitude like easy
I know the streets need me
In the trenches, it get greasy
12 want me locked not eating
Making shit happen solo
Collecting memories, take a photo
I ain't never trip bout no hoe
Throw dirt on my name, free promo
I caught a flight to the beach
It's a beautiful sight to see
It's a wonderful life we live
You ain't gotta take what I give
You can miss me with the beef
See, I don't even eat red meat
F*ck all your expectations
I had to get back to the basics
Like a dog, I need a new collar
She gon' get naked for dollars
I find solutions to problems
If my dog fall, I got em
Keeping my blik in reach
This real nigga shit, I teach
We out here playing for keeps
Tryna make sure everybody eat
I'ma blow a whole ounce, she make her big titties bounce
I'm making everything count, keeping some real ones around
I ain't doing no handshake, I don't listen to hearsay
Like nip, got racks in the middle
Shawty make her booty jiggle
Nigga with attitude like easy
I know the streets need me
In the trenches, ain't get greasy
12 want me locked not eating
Making shit happen, solo
Collecting memories, take a photo
I ain't never trip, bout no hoe
Throw dirt on my name, free promo
Throw dirt on my name, free promo
Just give me the ball, won't fumble
Won't throw it away, like Romo
Kick the bitch out, told her, go home
I respectfully said it
Say I won't succeed, I bet it
To the top of the top where I'm headed
Me and my dog had beef, I did it
It's too much money to be stressing
Me still being alive is a blessing
Putting God first, not second
Pray I make it to heaven
Can't get deceived by no demons
Pretty bitch eating all my semen
It's been a hell of a season
We grind hard for a reason
I'ma blow a whole ounce
She make her big titties bounce
I'm making everything count, keeping some real ones around
I ain't doing no handshake, I don't listen to hearsay
Like nip, got racks in the middle
Shawty make her booty jiggle
Nigga with attitude like easy
I know the streets need me
In the trenches, it get greasy
12 want me locked not eating
Making shit happen, solo
Collecting members, take a photo
I ain't never trip, bout no hoe
Throw dirt on my name, free promo
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Writer: Anthony Scott
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Performed By: 3rdworld Trap
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Anthony Scott

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