Akeem Brown - The Countdown Lyrics

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
It's that crazy mothaf*cka that's banging at your door
Three, to the two, to the mothaf*cking one
I told you mothaf*ckaz it's not over til I'm done
How many times do I have to give out my f*cking name
A to the K yes it's spelled the same
I hope in a good way it's locked in your brain
I don't get out as much so I really can't complain

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
Who's that wild nigga waving around the forty-four
Three to the two to the mothaf*cking one
And why that nigga walking around with it with his son
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
It's that Keem nigga trying to even out the f*cking score
Three to the two to the mothaf*cking one
Get ready mothaf*cka cause this about to be fun

It's really funny how these niggaz thinking I'm just playing
It's all a joke til a nigga rich just like the Wayans
Money on my mind is what keeps me sane
I'm from another planet going ape is ya' Saiyan
She was on another nigga, I don't want the bitch
Talking about she love me but she was on another dick
I don't need you anyways when I got my other chick
She said it taste good when I put it on her lips

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
All a nigga need is a blunt with some whores
Three to the two, to the mothaf*cking one
Two shots from the pistol and another from the rum
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
If you thought I was done naw man I got some more
Three to the two to the mothaf*cking one
My aura is so great I could probably f*ck a nun

If you don't know me by now I don't know what tell ya
I'm iller than raw meat, you getting Salmonella
I can do it with a beat or, acapella
Her skin is Hazelnut, pussy taste like Nutella
They call me a good fella, but not in the mob
But you couldn't tell by the way I moved with my squad
This sounds a little different don't it? How you like me now
Enough of this verse back to the countdown

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five four
It's about that time mothaf*ckaz hit the floor
Three to the two to the mothaf*cking one
If you haven't hit the floor then your ass better run
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four
Your bitch will entertain me whenever I'm bored
Three to the two to the mothaf*cking one
You thought this was over? The fun just begun