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Black Kray – POUNDS lyrics
[Intro]
Call that Basquiat paintin' pictures, hood rich, five
Call that Basquiat paintin' pictures, hood rich, five
Call that Basquiat paintin' pictures, hood rich, five
Call that Basquiat paintin' pictures, hood rich
Five hundred got 'em stuffed in my britches
On the 101 sliding like Kylie Jenner
Bobby benz blood be red I think you need some stitches
Baby I be

[Chorus]
Count pound like London, think my shooter outta Brixton
While my gold slug pissin', like Juelz what they missin'
Count pound like London, think my shooter outta Brixton
While my gold slug pissin', like Juelz what they missin'
Call that Basquiat paintin' pictures, hood rich
Five hundred got 'em stuffed in my britches
Count pound like London, think my shooter outta Brixton
While my gold slug pissin', like Juelz what they missin'
Shit, call that Basquiat paintin' pictures, hood rich
Five hundred got em stuffed in my britches
On the 101 sliding like Kylie Jenner
Bobby Benz blood be red I think you need some stitches

[Verse 1]
Baby I be poppin' shit like nuclear missiles
Oh whoa whoa I think my shooter outta Brixton
Oh whoa whoa I be ballin' like the Pistons
Gold slug in my mouth, when I talk they be pissin'
Hatin ass boy sit back pay attention
Shorty think she bad, I don't pay the hoe no attention
She a naughty girl, imma give the hoe a spankin'
Aye, pound of the mid, bust it open, shit stankin'

[Chorus]
Count pound like London, think my shooter outta Brixton
While my gold slug pissin', like Juelz what they missin'
Count pound like London, think my shooter outta Brixton
While my gold slug pissin', like Juelz what they missin'
Call that Basquiat paintin' pictures, hood rich
Five hundred got 'em stuffed in my britches
Count pound like London, think my shooter outta Brixton
While my gold slug pissin', like Juelz what they missin'

[Verse 2]
Pound of the [?]
Still thumbin' through it, dirty money
Eight hundred, imma stuff it in my jammys
Shyne thuggin' like the boys outta London
Goth shorty and she look like Lauren London
Bandana baby like I'm Juelz
Fuck a check I'm tryna work with the mail
Dirty money got dirt up in my nails
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