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Counted Me Out Video (MV)




Performed By: Sabá
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Xavier Santana




Sabá - Counted Me Out Lyrics
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I like this one
F*ck everybody who counted me Out
F*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck em
N**** we ballin step out of bounce And I'll do you foul
I'm from the jungle full of hyenas, the Shit is wild
You all alone in these streets, you Gotta figure it out
They want me dead my face on a Shirt but that's not my style
I be odeeing, tu ta pasao
I ain't with the cartoon shit, but I got A full clip, and it sounds like POW
This motherf*cka holds 16 shoot at Your Blazer, call that bitch Pau
You used to play me, said I was Whack and you wouldn't listen to Me
I played my new shit, you changed The music, you rather listen to meek
Shorty that's sleeping wit' me
Was sleeping on me
I took a L, but I took it well
'Be back on my feet in a week, Gang
(Ay, Be back on my feet in a week)
'F*ck f*ck everybody who counted Me out
F*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck em
N**** we ballin step out of bounce And I'll do you foul
I'm on my way, but don't tell nobody They'll copy the route
Damnit its hard to believe yeah, in a Room full of doubts
They was like EWW, now they like WOW
Got'em like, who SAB?
Haters like, how?
Diamonds on meek, n**** I'm loud
Guns on TI, bring'in em out
Cop me this car, before I was lit
Big body Benz, feel like HOV in that Bitch
Not runnin' my credit, brought Dough in this bitch
So don't ask me, how much do I owe On this bitch
Whippin' this car like is stolen and Shit (Skrrt)
Come get your girl, no controlling That bitch
N**** I'm rich, they all on my dick
Remember that I was the brokest and Shit (Ohhh)
I got some money, got lit with my N***** but you wasn't there
(Facts)
I partied with Puff' in his crib in Miami you wasn't there
(Shit facts)
I lost my mind, when I lost my Mami, you wasn't there
(Shit facts)
I got evicted and slept in the streets, You wasn't there
(Shit facts)
F*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck f*ck F*ck
F*ck everybody who counted me out
N**** we ballin step out of bounce And I'll do you foul
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English

I like this one
F*ck everybody who counted me Out
F*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck em
N**** we ballin step out of bounce And I'll do you foul
I'm from the jungle full of hyenas, the Shit is wild
You all alone in these streets, you Gotta figure it out
They want me dead my face on a Shirt but that's not my style
I be odeeing, tu ta pasao
I ain't with the cartoon shit, but I got A full clip, and it sounds like POW
This motherf*cka holds 16 shoot at Your Blazer, call that bitch Pau
You used to play me, said I was Whack and you wouldn't listen to Me
I played my new shit, you changed The music, you rather listen to meek
Shorty that's sleeping wit' me
Was sleeping on me
I took a L, but I took it well
'Be back on my feet in a week, Gang
(Ay, Be back on my feet in a week)
'F*ck f*ck everybody who counted Me out
F*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck em
N**** we ballin step out of bounce And I'll do you foul
I'm on my way, but don't tell nobody They'll copy the route
Damnit its hard to believe yeah, in a Room full of doubts
They was like EWW, now they like WOW
Got'em like, who SAB?
Haters like, how?
Diamonds on meek, n**** I'm loud
Guns on TI, bring'in em out
Cop me this car, before I was lit
Big body Benz, feel like HOV in that Bitch
Not runnin' my credit, brought Dough in this bitch
So don't ask me, how much do I owe On this bitch
Whippin' this car like is stolen and Shit (Skrrt)
Come get your girl, no controlling That bitch
N**** I'm rich, they all on my dick
Remember that I was the brokest and Shit (Ohhh)
I got some money, got lit with my N***** but you wasn't there
(Facts)
I partied with Puff' in his crib in Miami you wasn't there
(Shit facts)
I lost my mind, when I lost my Mami, you wasn't there
(Shit facts)
I got evicted and slept in the streets, You wasn't there
(Shit facts)
F*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck f*ck F*ck
F*ck everybody who counted me out
N**** we ballin step out of bounce And I'll do you foul
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Writer: Xavier Santana
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