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Money Counter (feat. PoloBoy NuNu) Video (MV)




Performed By: Taxi
Language: English
Length: 1:50
Written by: Carson Bryant




Taxi - Money Counter (feat. PoloBoy NuNu) Lyrics
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Aye Jizzle what we doing nigga
Yea, yea, yea
They know P, serving chicken, now Im really rich
I was broke, on my dick, had to get a fix
In the trap, sipping drank, working on my mix
Don't think I'm nodding off, we got hella sticks
Im forever nodding off, yellow with the tris
Bad bitch on my dick, told her set the pick
A hundred bows just touched down, ain't gotta hit a lick
He a shiesty ass nigga, tryna go legit
Still a shiesty ass nigga, ill take em off
I get them M's from my bro, know Im gone break him off
Jizzle got a hundred P's, stashed in a loft
Freak bitch, taking X, suck it till its soft
Took a L and bounced back, Im a real boss
New Celine from overseas, I asked what it cost
Still trappin out my granny house, she get whatever from me
Me and Nuski, back to back, for him ill spin for him
Feds coming, Ima hide in the basement
Niggas wonder why I get to shine, I was patient
Sippin on some 06' Pharma its acient
Ill never eat this bitch spaghetti, cause she Haitian
Adrenal got me geeking, Im pranking
Lil brother, toting on a belt, giving spankings
I need some for fathers day, they ain't thank me
Jesus Christ, to these niggas, cause I save em
Im a god on the East, quick to get em crossed
I can't be the one to spin, ima f*cking boss
Ima still go stand on ten, if I take a loss
Win after win, till I piss em off
Free my mothaf*cking dawgs, a hundred every time they call
Feds free my nigga B, we gone ball tomorrow
Money counter go, Beep, ten in my joggers
Love when a nigga think shit sweet, that's when he get a coffin
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Aye Jizzle what we doing nigga
Yea, yea, yea
They know P, serving chicken, now Im really rich
I was broke, on my dick, had to get a fix
In the trap, sipping drank, working on my mix
Don't think I'm nodding off, we got hella sticks
Im forever nodding off, yellow with the tris
Bad bitch on my dick, told her set the pick
A hundred bows just touched down, ain't gotta hit a lick
He a shiesty ass nigga, tryna go legit
Still a shiesty ass nigga, ill take em off
I get them M's from my bro, know Im gone break him off
Jizzle got a hundred P's, stashed in a loft
Freak bitch, taking X, suck it till its soft
Took a L and bounced back, Im a real boss
New Celine from overseas, I asked what it cost
Still trappin out my granny house, she get whatever from me
Me and Nuski, back to back, for him ill spin for him
Feds coming, Ima hide in the basement
Niggas wonder why I get to shine, I was patient
Sippin on some 06' Pharma its acient
Ill never eat this bitch spaghetti, cause she Haitian
Adrenal got me geeking, Im pranking
Lil brother, toting on a belt, giving spankings
I need some for fathers day, they ain't thank me
Jesus Christ, to these niggas, cause I save em
Im a god on the East, quick to get em crossed
I can't be the one to spin, ima f*cking boss
Ima still go stand on ten, if I take a loss
Win after win, till I piss em off
Free my mothaf*cking dawgs, a hundred every time they call
Feds free my nigga B, we gone ball tomorrow
Money counter go, Beep, ten in my joggers
Love when a nigga think shit sweet, that's when he get a coffin
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Writer: Carson Bryant
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