Lil’ Kim - Countin' Money lyrics

What we do with it?
Countin money, money, more money
What we do with it?
Countin money, money, more money
What we do with it?
Countin money, money, more money
What we do with it?
Countin money, money, more money
What we do with it?
Countin money, money, more money
What we do with it?
Countin money, money, more money
What we do with it?
Countin money, money, more money
What we do with it?
Countin money, money, more money

Pardon my fragrance
I smell just like the dealership
Yea, we in the same whip
But ya' car rented bitch
Yea, we on the same club but
We on some different shit
We in VIP poppin’ bottles just
To spill the shit
Huh, poppin’ bottle just to spill the shit
Hold up! I think I gotta extra clip cocks gun
You know kim
The realest bitch up in the industry
You know kim
The realest bitch up in the industry
You know kim
The realest bitch up in the industry
Matter fact
I’m the realest bitch up in the streets
Ask your man
I’m the realest bitch up in the sheets
I don’t keep it a hundred, I keep it a g
You know I switch my man like every week
He acting up (ghetto ghetto ghetto)

Or into the next one, or into the fresh one
VVS stones, yeah you know I got that S1
Bitches throwing shots
They gon fuck around and catch one
It’s the queen bitch here
I’m a flyer than a Jetson
That mean i’m futuristic
Call the coupe Mike Bivins
It’s that new edition
When a boss bitch talking you
Should sit and listen
Take notes, pay attention
It’s what separates the fakest
From the realest, bitch

What we do with it?
Countin money bitch, countin money bitch
Countin money bitch what we do with it?
Countin money bitch, countin money bitch
Countin money bitch what we do with it?
Countin money bitch, countin money bitch
Countin money bitch what we do with it?
Countin money bitch, countin money bitch
Countin money bitch