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Countin' Shit Video (MV)




Performed By: CappaBoy Meek
Language: English
Length: 1:36
Written by: Damekeo Maurry




CappaBoy Meek - Countin' Shit Lyrics




Counting my money I just got a Check
Niggas get stupid I'm grippin da tec
F*cking a bitch and I'm grippin ha Neck
I got her drippin I might need a deck
Breaking her back and I'm breaking The bed
Smoking a blunt and she giving me Head
Niggas be talking but niggas be Scared
My rocks be hitting I'm felling like Fred

Counting my money I'm getting the Bread
Coppin the dotie n coppin da bottle
Some of my bitches they look like Sum models
And some of my bitches they just Here To swallow
F*ckin a bitch in the back of the Coupe
Breaking the speakers wen I'm in the Booth
The shit that I'm speaking you know It's the truth henny on ice and it's Getting me loose
Bend her over now I'm breaking her Spine shorty cappin and she losing Her mind
Neva lacking I be toting that iron
Chopper ate so I don't need the nine
Shorty ride me I be having her flying
Cut her loose if she get outta line
In the ribs I be having her cryin
She say that I'm one of a kind

Counting my money I'm making it Flip
I hit a lick then I hop in the whip
Bad little bitch and I'm making her Strip
Niggas be flodgin and faking the drip
Only room for the glocks and the Cake on my hip
With a broom and mop for the Snakes in the field
And as soon as he drop put the Glock In a seal
I'm a goon on the block only vouch For the real

Counting my money I just got a Check
Niggas get stupid I'm grippin da tec
F*cking a bitch and I'm grippin ha Neck
I got her drippin I might need a deck
Breaking her back and I'm breaking The bed
Smoking a blunt and she giving me Head
Niggas be talking but niggas be Scared
My rocks be hitting I'm felling like Fred
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Counting my money I just got a Check
Niggas get stupid I'm grippin da tec
F*cking a bitch and I'm grippin ha Neck
I got her drippin I might need a deck
Breaking her back and I'm breaking The bed
Smoking a blunt and she giving me Head
Niggas be talking but niggas be Scared
My rocks be hitting I'm felling like Fred

Counting my money I'm getting the Bread
Coppin the dotie n coppin da bottle
Some of my bitches they look like Sum models
And some of my bitches they just Here To swallow
F*ckin a bitch in the back of the Coupe
Breaking the speakers wen I'm in the Booth
The shit that I'm speaking you know It's the truth henny on ice and it's Getting me loose
Bend her over now I'm breaking her Spine shorty cappin and she losing Her mind
Neva lacking I be toting that iron
Chopper ate so I don't need the nine
Shorty ride me I be having her flying
Cut her loose if she get outta line
In the ribs I be having her cryin
She say that I'm one of a kind

Counting my money I'm making it Flip
I hit a lick then I hop in the whip
Bad little bitch and I'm making her Strip
Niggas be flodgin and faking the drip
Only room for the glocks and the Cake on my hip
With a broom and mop for the Snakes in the field
And as soon as he drop put the Glock In a seal
I'm a goon on the block only vouch For the real

Counting my money I just got a Check
Niggas get stupid I'm grippin da tec
F*cking a bitch and I'm grippin ha Neck
I got her drippin I might need a deck
Breaking her back and I'm breaking The bed
Smoking a blunt and she giving me Head
Niggas be talking but niggas be Scared
My rocks be hitting I'm felling like Fred
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Writer: Damekeo Maurry
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