Countdown Lyrics - Slim Dunkin

(Chorus) 

One Two Niggass Coming For You 

Three Four Betta Tuck Yo Ho 

Five Six Betta Cuff Yo Bitch 

Seven Eight Now The Whole Click Straight 

(Da Kid) 

I gotta thing for Red Bitchess and toungue rings 

Im everywhere like fingerprints on a touchscreen 

Yeah nigga all about the bread Sunbeam 

A.M. Bicksquad merging into one team 

Dunkin hit me up for this bad bitches number 

Then he told me her name Nigga i already Fucked her 

And He did to Willie Martin Bad Boys 

As far as status im outter space like an Astroid 

Now giving head it may be right or it may be wrong 

But it cant be wrong felacio is her favorite song 

Its like a bag of Bitch when ever the sun shine 

Thats why I send Em the same text at the same time 

Wait Wait now street you aint 

He to gay like B2k 

Please you say in French is Cee Voo Play it me Ok Horray 

Whoever stole my micro phone you can have it 

I get it right back as a right off for my taxes 

(Chorus) 

One Two Dunk Coming For You 

Three Four Betta tuck Yo Ho 

Five Six Imma TakeYo Bricks 

Seven Eight Now The Whole Click Straight 

(Slim Dunkin) 

Summer time in the Ac 

When the ACG 

Spring Imma bling like money aint a thing 

6'8 standing tall in the fall mma ball 

Come up in this Bitch i want it all 

Really I dont give a fuck 

Swag make the Chickens Puck 

Kid say im arrogant put my picture on the truck 

Japenese sushi my bitch kinda bushi 

A lil grey goosey make er get loosey 

Dont make send Diago to yo Padre 

Shawty swing my way woolio my Capadre 

Time to share this money go shawty wish i could 

Cant keep a bitch roll model tiger woods 

Catch me in the hood like the lil engine that could 

Only thing You getting free is dick and can goods 

Young fly flashing nigga gotta respect it 

Label aint talkin mills than i gotta regect it 

(Chorus) 

One Two Niggas Coming For You 

Three Four Betta Tuck Yo Ho 

Five Six Imma TakeYo Bitch 

Seven Eight Betta Stay Awake 

(S.K.) 

Im On Some New Shit 

Son I Do This 

Real MuthaFuckas Who I Move With 

Hey You Shawty Over There With Them Loose Lips 

Come Put This Wood In Yo Muuth Like A Toothpick 

She A Pop Off And These Niggas Been Cuffin 

Run A Train On This Beat Me Kid Slim Dunkin 

My Nigga Spittles Eight 

Straght Peel Ya Face 

Man You So Soft You Shoulda Been Born With A Pillow Case 

I Got So Many Bars 

I Spit Jails 

Im So Sick My Fans Send Cards Saying Get Well 

Staight The Fuck Up You Know Im From The Streets Boy 

You Now The Deal Do 

No Not A Freak Toy 

And I Am In Yo Ear LIke A Blue Tooth 

Yeah ItsMe Im Outta Space Imma Guru 

Get The Fuck Out The Way Whil I Take A Doo-Doo 

Shitten On Da GAme You Bithches Now The Name 

(Chorus) 

One Two Niggas Coming For You 

Three Four Betta Lock Yo Do 

Five Six Imma TakeYo Bitch 

Seven Eight Betta Stay Awake