Lyrical Breakdown of Switches And A Money Counter (feat. Tadoe) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how Soulja Boy weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Switches And A Money Counter (feat. Tadoe)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Draco
What?
What?
Ayy
Damn, up in the trap, smokin' Cookies, early trappin'
Damn, play with that gang, frrt, switch, ain't no questions asking
Damn, count this money, hit my phone, I can't even answer
Damn, in the trenches, frrt, switches and a money counter
Bad bitch slidin' in a pink Phantom (Draco)
Straight drop deuce, nigga play, flip him like a channel
Ooh, eggroll blunt, phew, can't breathe
I don't fuck with opps, frrt, switch on niggas, keep my heat (Switch, nigga)
Damn, up in the trap, smokin' Cookies, early trappin'
Damn, play with that gang, frrt, switch, ain't no questions asking
Damn, count this money, hit my phone, I can't even answer
Damn, in the trenches, frrt, switches and a money counter
Ridin' with my pistol and my chopper in a black Phantom (draco)
Pushin' on these niggas with these sticks, I ain't even askin'
Spinnin' on these niggas, no cap, I need some questions answered
Quickdraw with that stick, ask about me in west side Atlanta (Zone 1)
Shoutout to my wrist, goddamn, all my diamonds dancing
Up in the trap, smokin' Cookies, early trappin'
Damn, play with that gang, frrt, switch, ain't no questions asking
Damn, count this money, hit my phone, I can't even answer
Damn, in the trenches, frrt, switches and a money counter
In the trap, we got work, yeah, them dirty dishes (Let's get it)
We can't fuck with that jerk 'cause I heard he snitching (Huh?)
We the Glo, we get dough, fuckin' all the bitches (Glo)
On the road doin' shows, stackin' all the riches (Go)
On my end, kill a nigga playin' both sides (Grrah)
I'm locked in, so you know that the rope tied (Tied)
Put that switch on his ass, now he deep fried (Deep fried)
Nigga, you ain't talkin' racks, nigga, be quiet
With the gang, throwin' B's at the beehive (Go)
Put that belt to that ass, yeah, that behind (Grrah)
Niggas woof on the net, in person, be kind (Huh?)
Niggas know we get bands, we gon' be fine (Let's get it)
Damn, up in the trap, smokin' Cookies, early trappin'
Damn, play with that gang, frrt, switch, ain't no questions asking
Damn, count this money, hit my phone, I can't even answer
Damn, in the trenches, frrt, switches and a money counter