Elow The Great - Counterfeit

I reach for the duffel bags
And you know I'm stacking my bricks
Pull out the Hot potato out the ruffle bag
I'm Reloading with chips
These hungry hungry hippos
Watch them all with the money
As they surrounded it making up shit
It's all counterfeit

Imma take the bag full of money and flip the rent
It cost too much nowadays for common sense
When I take your overhead
And cut it off about 10 percent
I'll discount' em quick
Like I ain't paying for shit
Like a five finger lift

I felt the weight shift
Like you're whole demeanor
I cleaned up my act
And now they pissed
Because I sound meaner
I was too cold so I turned up the heater
Accidentally broke the meter
And exploded the speakers

Oops

I went through so much paper
That I ran out of cedar
I went out to the nearest damn
I couldn't leave it to beaver

Get smoked like Cohibas
Getting cheese like a cheetah
Turn 'em into a vegetable
Leave 'em lost on Almeda

You better watch ya mouth
Light won't be the only thing you see through when I break ya glass jaw
Switch stances on them like a south paw
Rip 'em apart with a hack saw
Erase the evidence before I take off
I'm a wanted man like an outlaw

I reach for the duffel bags
And you know I'm stacking my bricks
Pull out the Hot potato out the ruffle bag
I'm Reloading with chips
These hungry hungry hippos
Watch them all with the money
As they surrounded it making up shit
It's all counterfeit

I'm too sexy with the flow
They call me Bradshaw
And she gone have to keep grinding until her heels fall off

Understand the surgeons coming
You'll have to suffer the consequences
From keeping those gums bump 'n
You hear my nozzle thumping
Watch my finger stutter

Few shots will have 'em dazed
Now they looking puzzled
I covered the end of the barrel
with a bag of potato chips
I dust it off from the hips
Therefore I was
Frito lay 'em ruffled

I climbed out the tunnel
Made my way through the funnel
I used all of my muscles when I struggled
That's why I was heavy on the hustle
You see bloody scabs from my knuckles
I'm living proof that you can fight your way out of the scuffle

I reach for the duffel bags
And you know I'm stacking my bricks
Pull out the Hot potato out the ruffle bag
I'm Reloading with chips
These hungry hungry hippos
Watch them all with the money
As they surrounded it making up shit
It's all counterfeit

Written by:
Erwin Lewis

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