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Just keep countin' the money, homie
Ayy, Foolio
Ayy, fuck that shit homes, do it later
You know it's fuckin' Friday, we got fuckin' bitches
And it's fuckin' time to party ése
Shut the door ése, what the hell's wrong with you?
Don't you got no manners?
Ayy, fuckin' snapper, shit
We're not gonna close the door until you come out and party with us
Let me think about it
Count my money, party with bitches
Hundreds and fitties, big ass titties
Count the green, get in between those titties
See hom', let's, let's party hom'
Alright then homie
Bitch, run me my money like I'm AV
Put the 40 to your face and bounce out, HD
And if a bitch got the juice, ho I'm AD (bitch, I'm AD)
And I done made all this money, still ain't change me
These niggas all on my wave but they hate me
Tryna down talk a nigga 'cause these niggas know they ain't me
And I'll sack you in your hood, that's a safety
Ho, count up my money
When you do, you better thank me
And I ain't worried about that shit that I heard about
They say it's money on my head, that's just word to mouth
Niggas trippin' in the house at a party out
Zoe Osama, that's my name, bitch don't wear it out
Big 40 on my hip, bring them candles out
Your bitch all on my dick, I'm her daddy now
That's that shit that these niggas like to yap about
So I know they tell it all in the courthouse
I'll light a nigga up, bring the torch out
I got 40 on the bitch, bring the whores out
I got a job for a ho, she doin' chores now
I'll get that little bitch back, the ho yours now
Ayy, you can't play me
Bitch, run me my money like I'm AV
Put the 40 to your face, HD
Count my money
When you do, you better thank me
And I ain't trippin' on that shit that I heard about
They say it's money on my head, that's just word of mouth
Zoe Osama, that's my name, bitch don't wear it out