The Countdown Lyrics

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four

It's that crazy mothafucka that's banging at your door

three, to the two, to the mothafucking one

I told you mothafuckaz it's not over til I'm done

How many times do I have to give out my fucking name

A to the K yes it's spelled the same

I hope in a good way it's locked in your brain

I don't get out as much so I really can't complain

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four

Who's that wild nigga waving around the forty-four

Three to the two to the mothafucking one

And why that nigga walking around with it with his son

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four

It's that Keem nigga trying to even out the fucking score

Three to the two to the mothafucking one

Get ready mothafucka cause this about to be fun

It's really funny how these niggaz thinking I'm just playing

It's all a joke til a nigga rich just like the Wayans

Money on my mind is what keeps me sane

I'm from another planet going ape is ya' Saiyan

She was on another nigga, I don't want the bitch

Talking about she love me but she was on another dick

I don't need you anyways when I got my other chick

She said it taste good when I put it on her lips

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four

All a nigga need is a blunt with some whores

Three to the two, to the mothafucking one

Two shots from the pistol and another from the rum

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four

If you thought I was done naw man I got some more

Three to the two to the mothafucking one

My aura is so great I could probably fuck a nun

If you don't know me by now I don't know what tell ya

I'm iller than raw meat, you getting Salmonella

I can do it with a beat or, acapella

Her skin is Hazelnut, pussy taste like Nutella

They call me a good fella, but not in the mob

But you couldn't tell by the way I moved with my squad

This sounds a little different don't it? How you like me now

Enough of this verse back to the countdown

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five four

It's about that time mothafuckaz hit the floor

Three to the two to the mothafucking one

If you haven't hit the floor then your ass better run

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four

Your bitch will entertain me whenever I'm bored

Three to the two to the mothafucking one

You thought this was over? The fun just begun