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hoodrich pablo juan - stayin' down lyrics

[hook]
count it fast, i’m the money counter
bricks piling to a stone mountain
old school filled up with flannel
i don’t drive or get a [?]
fifty bricks, four hundred pounds
break it all down to quarter-pounds
they paying more on the north side
selling them bricks to clayton county
i don’t need nann n-gg- around me
chopper gonna hold a hundred rounds
shoot like i’m from new orleans
houston, we got a problem, man down
stomp out your n-gg- for laying them down
staying down
give my young n-gg- the og pound
now they staying down

[verse 1]
had a young n-gg- surround
you and your round with a thousand rounds
cut through the front and the backend
i paid him the front and the backend
that [?] i told him that second
i’m calling the plays, i’m the captain
piping all of these n-gg-s’ napkins
we know where they pack it: in the sacks and
young n-gg-, kung-fu, full court pressing
while relaxing at the westin
that’s what you get for second guessing
i’m a rock star like elvis presley
pipe your rocket, finna pack your watches
did you see what i stepped in?
thirteen hundred for new givenchy
i’ll hide up in this mansion
you cannot find these on the shelf or at phipps
i’m on the cruise, i’m getting a sip
told your baby momma catch the skurt
then i might let her lick the tip
trap out the house with them bricks
i’ma reward you for your wrist
they wanna f-ck so bad
i ain’t high to get a little bit [?]

[verse 2]
paper cuts in my hand
counting the cash too fast
i trap and i dab, they jacking my swag
little b-tch just had to ask
“where you stashing your cash?”
huh? i gave her a pat
she had too much -ss, d-mn
i used to trap out with them bags
till they kicked my door with the tags
now i’m like the wizard of oz
follow the yellow brick road
sell a quarter-pounder just like mcdonald’s
all will be sold
i got real migos
they pull up with the truckload
give you a buck with fifty keys
we could call that a piano
alfredo, just save the bottle
feel like tony soprano
plug give me anything i could handle
put the dope in the [?] on candler
i got the white girl like i’m deion sanders
break the brick down, serving the panhandle

[outro]
count it fast, i’m the money counter…
old school filled up with flannel…
fifty bricks, four hundred pounds
break it all down to quarter-pounds
they paying more on the north side…
i don’t need nann n-gg- around me…
shoot like i’m from new orleans
houston, we got a problem, man down…
staying down…
now they staying down

- hoodrich pablo juan lyrics

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