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Fuck em all (feat. french montana)

by Ace Hood


[Hook]
I be countin´ money ‘til my thumbs hurt
All my dogs ridin´ with that drum work
In the kitchen scrapin´ up them damn pots
So I can drop 80 on a damn watch
Stuntin´ on these niggas, like “fuck ‘em all”
Middle fingers in the air, like “fuck ‘em all”
They don´t wanna see me ball - fuck ‘em all
Fuck ‘em all - motherfuck ‘em all

[Verse 1]
Put that on Jehovah, nigga, never goin´ broke
Twenty Jesus pieces, crackers think I´m sellin´ dope
Rollie presidential, I encourage you to vote
My pistol named Molly, pop it ‘til you overdose
Ain´t no time for a hater – got a date with the paper
Weigh the money then bag it – cop a watch out of Jacob
Treat the Porsche like a bucket, back in the day owned a Cutlass
My watch is so disrespectful, haters so disappointed
So what the fuck is you talkin´? Tell them pussies I´m ballin´
Got a suite at the Ritz, I´m fuckin´ somebody´s daughter
Keep a Ray Allen with me, all hail to the shooter
Hit the strip club, nigga – spread the rough like a rumor
You know…

[Hook]
I be countin´ money ‘til my thumbs hurt
All my dogs ridin´ with that drum work
In the kitchen scrapin´ up them damn pots
So I can drop 80 on a damn watch
Stuntin´ on these niggas, like “fuck ‘em all”
Middle fingers in the air, like “fuck ‘em all”
They don´t wanna see me ball - fuck ‘em all
Fuck ‘em all - motherfuck ‘em all

[Verse 2]
Blowin´ money stuntin´ screamin´ motherfuck a budget
458 Ferrai function, soon I´ll hit the button
A couple engine revers, bet you have it comin´, suck it
A chopper in the trunk, my cousin he don´t do discussions
Count the dough ‘til I´m dead, fuck the judge and the Feds
First check, nigga blew it – hundred thousand advance
Fuck that play money, nigga – spit the grip on the villa
Virgin Islands we livin´, eatin´ lobster and fritters
Them niggas hate that I got it, most my bitches exotic
Pullin´ up in the foreign, I bet that dope is provided
I know you see me with my jewels on
I die today, then put some diamonds on my tomb stone
Fuck boy – until then…

[Hook]
I be countin´ money ‘til my thumbs hurt
All my dogs ridin´ with that drum work
In the kitchen scrapin´ up them damn pots
So I can drop 80 on a damn watch
Stuntin´ on these niggas, like “fuck ‘em all”
Middle fingers in the air, like “fuck ‘em all”
They don´t wanna see me ball - fuck ‘em all
Fuck ‘em all - motherfuck ‘em all





 

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