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Yeah it's 3:14
Aye it's 3:14

Aye it's 3:14
I been countin up all this dirty money since 3:14
I been up all goddamn night, chewed two damn beans
Stuffed the racks in every pocket now a nigga got big ol jeans
I been countin up all this dirty money since 3:14
Since 3:14
Since 3:14
I been countin up all this dirty money since 3:14

Cup on lean, gas on E
Fuckin wit me, grab yo triple beam
Turn ya bitch to a fiend, now she suck for some things
Bought a couple of rings and then I filled em wit bling
Icy, get that lettuce, put up that money I bet it
I took a shot I'ma wet it, 3 point range like Redick
Don't approach me, I said it
Ain't gotta ask who did it
No mask on a fitted

Aye it's 3:14
I been countin up all this dirty money since 3:14
I been up all goddamn night, chewed two damn beans
Stuffed the racks in every pocket now a nigga got big ol jeans
I been countin up all this dirty money since 3:14
Since 3:14
Since 3:14
I been countin up all this dirty money since 3:14

3-1-4 on the dial
Cash coming in, in piles
Moving the whole damn crowd
Nigga always smoking funky, so they say I'm foul
Dick long as a mile, yeah, milk it like a cow
Ha, I don't really need no feature
I want you, I'll reach you
Don't make me unseat you
I'm a boss, I pay niggas, if I'm tryna teach you
Don't make my young nigga eat you
Fire that shit

It's 3:14
I been countin up all this dirty money since 3:14
I been up all goddamn night, chewed two damn beans
Stuffed the racks in every pocket now a nigga got big ol jeans
I been countin up all this dirty money since 3:14
Since 3:14
Since 3:14
I been countin up all this dirty money since 3:14



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Writer(s): Thaeous Coker
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