Countin' Hunneds from The Jux by JOE SIG
Tracklist
7. | Countin' Hunneds | 3:15 |
Lyrics
Aeyo
I heard they Lookin' for a brother who
Got a million flows, soundn an like another Wu
My mind is RZA sharp, listen for the fuckN proof
the game is full of clowns we don't need another you
The specialist, perfect like my set list
My Brain is like a guest list of 1001 professors
Charlotte hoe I rep this, let no one disrespect this
Or we gone ban you pussys from the city like we sexist
But not ya lady, she crushin' on me crazy
You corny niggas lucky I been on my grind lately
It's business over pleasure, and buildin' over ruin
I'm just tryna bring some balance to that sound y'all over doing
Imma MC, born & Raised in NC
Inquired bout my writing skills my going price is 15
I know that lick is tempting, but please do not attempt me
I'm busing off of instinct now you social distance 6 feet
I bought the Cuban, cause I wanna be fly, I wanna be fly (I wanna be fly)
I smoke expensive cause I wanna get high, I wanna get high (I wanna get high)
She let me stroke her cause she wanna be mines, she wanna be mines (she wanna be mines)
I count my blue hunneds, one at a time, one at a time, (one at a time)
Ain't shit popN but the D'usse
BIP to Dready, get your money for it's too late
You can send the drama but that message going two ways
Put away the flour, we gone bake a nigga toupee
I wrote this eating fried rice at the Laundromat
This that authentic, never been a blogger rap
This that keep your honor even if you caught in that
You know the protocol, you gone have to take the charge for that
Get your man a stylist cause he look shook
I'm in from start to finish I don't care how long the jook took
My niggas scrape the pot he should probably make a cook book
I got the fliest ladies trick passing me the nook nook
I walk inside the room, and treat the tension like a love seat
You probably wanna slug me but your wifey wanna fuck me
Y'all sending mix signals, you should compromise and hug me
I'm Joey Valentine everything is lookin' lovely
I bought the Cuban, cause I wanna be fly, I wanna be fly (I wanna be fly)
I smoke expensive cause I wanna get high, I wanna get high (I wanna get high)
She let me stroke her cause she wanna be mines, she wanna be mines (she wanna be mines)
I count my blue hunneds , one at a time, one at a time, (one at a time)
Credits
Written and arranged by Joe M. Harper produced by Nicolas Wifried