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This Gucci, this Louis, this Fendi, this Robins, Givenchy' That Prada, Versace, 'and Armani, what am I gonna do with this I'm counting these fifties, these twenties till I count me a million All these hundreds, these fifties, these twenties till I count me a million Ferragamo or Gucci, they all designer, I don't know the difference Forget what I spent on it' I'm counting these fifties, these twenties till I count me a million All these hundreds, these fifties, these twenties till I count me a million All these hundreds that's on me ain't close to that much but it felt like a million Run around through Shiraq and a bitch with me black but her hair is Brazilian Smoking louds'better watch how you act 'cause the mac will go braa' Now it's after the fact, put the mac in the trunk while we smoke and relax While I go through these racks, man, I just wanna stack' I go from state to state and I fuck all these hoes on the way Never thought I'd be that nigga, every time I step I got all these hoes in my face But fuck all these bitches All I know is get' This Gucci, this Louis, this Fendi, this Robins, Givenchy' That Prada, Versace, 'and Armani, what am I gonna do with this I'm counting these fifties, these twenties till I count me a million All these hundreds, these fifties, these twenties till I count me a million Ferragamo or Gucci, they all designer, I don't know the difference Forget what I spent on it' I'm counting these fifties, these twenties till I count me a million Letras de cancionesAll these hundreds, these fifties, these twenties till I count me a million Shooter shout out the thirty, shot out the semi, I can't tell the difference I see these lil' nigga think this ain't no Twitter and shit but I still ain't gonna mention them 'Cause my shorties, they' I be all in my city and Louis and Fendi, just giving them all of my benjamins These niggas pretending, they really ain't getting no money They really ain't worth shit I be up on the block'these niggas is bitching' This Gucci, this Louis, this Fendi, this Robins, Givenchy' That Prada, Versace, 'and Armani, what am I gonna do with this I'm counting these fifties, these twenties till I count me a million All these hundreds, these fifties, these twenties till I count me a million Ferragamo or Gucci, they all designer, I don't know the difference Forget what I spent on it' I'm counting these fifties, these twenties till I count me a million All these hundreds, these fifties, these twenties till I count me a million From Letras Mania