Songtext von Stop Counting My Poccets

(Bitch, stop counting my pockets) Yeah, man So I'm hanging out with this little chicken head, right? She started telling me about how much money I got (Bitch, stop counting my pockets) About this deal and that deal You know, all up in mine I ain't got time (Bitch, stop counting my pockets) I'm a $100 million nigga with this gin and juice Play another eight figures You can add it up till you get mad enough Swing, swing batted up, nigga I ain't had enough I'm on it, doggonit Death Row Records, yeah, nigga, I own it Huh, I got grip to get 'Cause what you eat don't make me shit (Bitch, stop counting my pockets) It's crazy, man Why you in mine? (Bitch, stop counting my pockets) I mean, we got everything moving now Death Row games, Death Row pictures, Death Row cannabis (Bitch, stop counting my pockets) Yeah, it's a Death Row takeover (yeah, yeah) Quit watching mine (Bitch, stop counting my pockets) See, because I ain't got nothing for you bitch (Bitch, stop counting my pockets)