CamServin - Money Counter Lyrics

Every-time, you wanna come around
Everytime, you wanna come around
Hey Cam!
Every-time I come around, why she wanna come around
I get too high ain't no comin' down
Don't come this way, we got 100 rounds
We gon' hop out dat' cut & we gun you down
In love with yo' fragrance
Think she a doctor, she ain't got no patience
My eyes on low, like an asian
Roll up that za & I face it

R-Run up that money too fast boy I cant when count it
Yea I got too much bread on me, think I need an accountant
I-I count up the racks by myself
Ion' need a f*ckin' money counter
Yea I was back off them drugs again
I really think that was my problem

And Ill never get enough of you
2 door coupe, & we dropping the roof
Saint Laurent shirt, think It cost bout' 2
Try to run up on me, boy I swear you a fool
You keep talking, we gon' find you
Where he went? Ion' got a clue
Spent 10, while shopping for some shoes
These Niggas' hate, they cant do what I do

Every-time I come around, why she wanna come around
I get too high ain't no comin' down
Don't come this, we got 100 rounds
We gon' hop out dat' cut & we gun you down
In love with yo' fragrance
Think she a doctor, she ain't got no patience
My eyes on low, like an asian
Roll up that za & I face it

R-Run up that money too fast boy I cant when count it
Yea I got too much bread on me, think I need an accountant
I-I count up the racks by myself
Ion' need a f*ckin' money counter
Yea I was back off them drugs again
I really think that was my problem

Hey Cam!