Count It On The Floor

[Chorus: Jeezy]

Count it on the floor, count it on the floor

There go a bag full of money knocking at the door

He say he just ran out, he need a couple more

I'm bout’ to pour it out the bag

Count it on the floor, count it on the floor

Count it on the floor, count it on the floor

There go a bag full of money knocking at the door

I'm bout to pour it out the bag

Count it on the floor

[Verse 1: Jeezy]

Big bag of rubber bands by the night stand

In the wee wee hours I'm the night man

Whip a college tuition with my right hand

Can you drop it old school, you got the right man

Get them 20’s off the floor, I'm getting fly today

And you ain't gotta even sell them they just fly away

Cut that motherfucker off, no ceiling fan

When you catch me in the coupe, no ceiling man

Make the motherfuckers watch me like showtime

Johnny Depp, cinemax, bitch it’s blow time

Nigga guess what I’m is, bank teller

You know my partner got the lean, drink seller

[Chorus: Jeezy]

Count it on the floor, count it on the floor

There go a bag full of money knocking at the door

He say he just ran out, he need a couple more

I'm bout’ to pour it out the bag

Count it on the floor, count it on the floor

Count it on the floor, count it on the floor

There go a bag full of money knocking at the door

I'm bout to pour it out the bag

Count it on the floor

[Verse 2: Scrilla]

I'm a real motherfucker I get many cash

I let the money do the talking I ain't gotta brag

I stuff 10 000 in these jeans to make these true religions sag

Bitch who you kidding that's bout 50 in that Louis bag

Name a stripper in the club that don't know my name

Bitch got the tripping when they mention about no lying game

Now that's a damn shame, how these bitches trip

She holla fuck my baby daddy I'm gonna leave with him

She say this scrilla’s girl, he fuck with white and jeezy and them

Since he signed his deal he act funny I think I’m leaving him

Bitch your chance slim, quit all that jaw-jacking

I threw a thousand on the floor and told em’ make It happen

[Chorus: Jeezy]

Count it on the floor, count it on the floor

There go a bag full of money knocking at the door

He say he just ran out, he need a couple more

I'm bout’ to pour it out the bag

Count it on the floor, count it on the floor

Count it on the floor, count it on the floor

There go a bag full of money knocking at the door

I'm bout to pour it out the bag

Count it on the floor

[Verse 3: Slick Pulla]

24 /7 like the food mart

New rarri thang treat it like a go-kart

600 horses that's a lot of power

Niggas fronting affect me because they really sour

We in camosas spent that hay stack

A cool hundred thousand long that’s a hay stack

And my block look like a race track

I’m jimmy Johnson lapping niggas gunning on the gas

On the floor with miss ass counting up them bands

I can catch the bag blind folded I got great hands

Clear the set,  count it up onto the next shift

Come get this shit too many trash bags off in this bitch

[Chorus: Jeezy]

Count it on the floor, count it on the floor

There go a bag full of money knocking at the door

He say he just ran out, he need a couple more

I'm bout’ to pour it out the bag

Count it on the floor, count it on the floor

Count it on the floor, count it on the floor

There go a bag full of money knocking at the door

I'm bout to pour it out the bag

Count it on the floor