03 Greedo - Lately lyrics
[03 Greedo - Lately lyrics]
Count it up, count it
Count it up count it, 03
I got the cash on the wake up
My bitch look bad with no make up
She give me big face like
Spend a lil time, but never no dime
How many grounds just to get a payment
Put my kids on that belly
She still ain't pregnant
Too many rounds on my waistline
Might hit the house in the day time
Might try and fuck with that wok hard
I’m trying to see what it tastes like
I want that chick with the
Green booty just to
Give me a thing with that big old booty
Put that gold in my mouth
I want every colour one burgundy
Gold and one white and one yellow
Water might leak out the eyes of my bezel
And catch a hoe slipping
Just like rainy weather
Make it rain make it rain
Purple rain slurricane
I was at the droozy with the gang
Never need her again
Fresh to death when i got here
Jordans off when they release these bitches
These niggas sweeter than DiddyRieses
These niggas cheap
Never ever owe a still greedy nigga
Since my first song you seen me nigga
I been rapping bout jackin
These weenie niggas
How come you mad when you see me nigga
Niggas told me I’m banged out like i
Ain't go for 4 pistols nigga
I been shittin on you niggas lately
I been shittin on you niggas lately
I been shittin you niggas lately i been
Getting bitches so you niggas hate me
I been shittin on you niggas lately
Free my hitters free my hitters
Soldier down with the troops rollin
Round in the coupe rollin rounds of that 03
So I’m rollin rounds of that droof
Hunnit rounds in that AK, that F&N go poof
Mafia, keep it mafia, my Hermes, my suit
It ain't always got to be a big pistol
Might bounce around, ‘doosh doosh’
And shoot a round 32
Like magic johnson, all of magic city
Fell in love with hunnit's
Thats the sweetest feeling
When ya touching money touching
Ass and titties
In ya cleanest nikes and your dopest jacket
On the scene shining cos
You know they flashing
I ain't talking cameras
See the naked dancers
Tell them make it nasty, see we making plans
While we making plays
Had a business meeting with the plug at five
While i blew blue hunnit's in the crib
Blue flame you would think we’d drip by the
Way we touch that game
If you feel my music you
Done touched that pain
Put a don’t touch that drank
Like the garbage disposal
Will chop them veins
Too graphic, greedy, so specific
Cus she know we lived it
Hopped out in traffic put
That shit in plastic
I been shittin on you niggas lately
I been shittin on you niggas lately
I been shittin you niggas lately i been
Getting bitches so you niggas hate me
I been shittin on you niggas lately
Count it up count it, 03
I got the cash on the wake up
My bitch look bad with no make up
She give me big face like
Spend a lil time, but never no dime
How many grounds just to get a payment
Put my kids on that belly
She still ain't pregnant
Too many rounds on my waistline
Might hit the house in the day time
Might try and fuck with that wok hard
I’m trying to see what it tastes like
I want that chick with the
Green booty just to
Give me a thing with that big old booty
Put that gold in my mouth
I want every colour one burgundy
Gold and one white and one yellow
Water might leak out the eyes of my bezel
And catch a hoe slipping
Just like rainy weather
Make it rain make it rain
Purple rain slurricane
I was at the droozy with the gang
Never need her again
Fresh to death when i got here
Jordans off when they release these bitches
These niggas sweeter than DiddyRieses
These niggas cheap
Never ever owe a still greedy nigga
Since my first song you seen me nigga
I been rapping bout jackin
These weenie niggas
How come you mad when you see me nigga
Niggas told me I’m banged out like i
Ain't go for 4 pistols nigga
I been shittin on you niggas lately
I been shittin on you niggas lately
I been shittin you niggas lately i been
Getting bitches so you niggas hate me
I been shittin on you niggas lately
Free my hitters free my hitters
Soldier down with the troops rollin
Round in the coupe rollin rounds of that 03
So I’m rollin rounds of that droof
Hunnit rounds in that AK, that F&N go poof
Mafia, keep it mafia, my Hermes, my suit
It ain't always got to be a big pistol
Might bounce around, ‘doosh doosh’
And shoot a round 32
Like magic johnson, all of magic city
Fell in love with hunnit's
Thats the sweetest feeling
When ya touching money touching
Ass and titties
In ya cleanest nikes and your dopest jacket
On the scene shining cos
You know they flashing
I ain't talking cameras
See the naked dancers
Tell them make it nasty, see we making plans
While we making plays
Had a business meeting with the plug at five
While i blew blue hunnit's in the crib
Blue flame you would think we’d drip by the
Way we touch that game
If you feel my music you
Done touched that pain
Put a don’t touch that drank
Like the garbage disposal
Will chop them veins
Too graphic, greedy, so specific
Cus she know we lived it
Hopped out in traffic put
That shit in plastic
I been shittin on you niggas lately
I been shittin on you niggas lately
I been shittin you niggas lately i been
Getting bitches so you niggas hate me
I been shittin on you niggas lately