Scrilla - Count It On The Floor lyrics

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Scrilla - Count It On The Floor lyrics

[Hook: Jeezy] Count it on the floor, count it on the floor There go a bag full of money knocking at the door He say he just ran out, he need a couple more I'm bout' to pour it out the bag Count it on the floor, count it on the floor Count it on the floor, count it on the floor There go a bag full of money knocking at the door I'm bout to pour it out the bag Count it on the floor [Verse 1: Jeezy] Big bag of rubber bands by the night stand In the wee wee hours I'm the night man Whip a college tuition with my right hand Can you drop it old school, you got the right man Get them 20's off the floor, I'm getting fly today And you ain't gotta even sell them they just fly away Cut that motherf**er off, no ceiling fan When you catch me in the coupe, no ceiling man Make the motherf**ers watch me like showtime Johnny Depp, cinemax, b**h it's blow time n***a guess what I'm is, bank teller You know my partner got the lean, drink seller [Hook: Jeezy] [Verse 2: Scrilla] I'm a real motherf**er I get many cash I let the money do the talking I ain't gotta brag I stuff 10 000 in these jeans to make these true religions sag b**h who you kidding that's bout 50 in that Louis bag Name a stripper in the club that don't know my name b**h got the tripping when they mention about no lying game Now that's a damn shame, how these b**hes trip She holla f** my baby daddy I'm gonna leave with him She say this scrilla's girl, he f** with white and jeezy and them Since he signed his deal he act funny I think I'm leaving him b**h your chance slim, quit all that jaw-jacking I threw a thousand on the floor and told em' make It happen [Hook: Jeezy] [Verse 3: Slick Pulla] 24 /7 like the food mart New rarri thang treat it like a go-kart 600 horses that's a lot of power n***as fronting affect me because they really sour We in camosas spent that hay stack A cool hundred thousand long that's a hay stack And my block look like a race track I'm jimmy Johnson lapping n***as gunning on the gas On the floor with miss a** counting up them bands I can catch the bag blind folded I got great hands Clear the set, count it up onto the next shift Come get this sh** too many trash bags off in this b**h [Hook: Jeezy]