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Dig count Basie 
Blow Joe's blues away
Every night, every noon, every sun, every moon

Yeah
Every way
Yeah
Everywhere
Yeah
I get the blues
When I hear a band blowin' basie
I can count on losing my cool
Take me where the rhythm is racy
Let me be a dancin' fool
Some prefer the café
There was Benny and Duke and of course the Count Basie
The melody was smooth and yes, very taste
There was Hap, The Prez, and Lady Day and
Dizzy Bird
Count Basie 
Rhythmic sounds flow like Lake Eerie 
Alterin any scientifical theory 
Another like me well, I - never 
You know why? 'cause I'm too damn
giddy up,
Move out
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up,
Move out
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up,
Move out
Giddy up, giddy up

You better count your money.
let em know Joe

Bust it, check it, watch how I wreck it
Niggaz watch your back, shit is gettin hectic
I catch vibes like Count Basie, sucker won't face
your eye, it's a showdown
Anticipate your every move
Purposely find contradiction
Escalate nothing to prove

Instants of calm fly by mocking
All
giddy up
Move out, giddy up giddy up giddy up

You better count your money (Ghetto cowboy)
You better count your money

I'm peepin' Krayzie's 'Wanted'
Hell-bent for leather
Wishin' me girl was by me side
Move 'em on, head 'em up
Head 'em up, move 'em on
Move 'em on, head 'em up
Rawhide!
Count 'em out,
up giddy up 
Move out, giddy up giddy up giddy up
Move out, giddy up giddy up giddy up
Move out, giddy up giddy up giddy up

You better count your
double O P D O, muthafuckin' double G

Coldest entertainer, gangbanger since Alphonz Capone
Count money like Basie police try to chase me
Niggas try
muthafuckin' double G

Coldest entertainer, gangbanger since Alphonz Capone
Count money like Basie police try to chase me
Niggas try to replace me but you
Hell-bent for leather
Wishin' me girl was by me side
Move 'em on, head 'em up
Head 'em up, move 'em on
Move 'em on, head 'em up
Rawhide!
Count 'em out,
Fuqua, Damien Marley
Trevor McDonald, The Black Stars
Angie Stone, Count Basie
Duke Ellington, Jackie Robinson

Bill Clinton, that's right I said it
the capital S I don't fuck with stress
N double O-P  D-O muthafuckin double G
Coldest entertainer gangbanger since Alphonz Capone
Count money like Basie
muthafuckin' double G

Coldest entertainer, gangbanger since Alphonz Capone
Count money like Basie police try to chase me
Niggas try to replace me but you
enemies they all full of trouble
Count your money by the millions, way too many commas

All white drophead, copped it for the summer
Move 100 bricks,
here with you in my arms.

This is the moment that pauses to hold us
As you and I move in a background of wonder,
Surrounded by countless enclosures
here with you in my arms.

This is the moment that pauses to hold us
As you and I move in a background of wonder,
Surrounded by countless enclosures
Well you could always count on your friends to get you high
That's right
And you could always count on the 'rents to get you by
You could fly
giddy up,
Move out
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up,
Move out
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up,
Move out
Giddy up, giddy up

You better count your money.
giddy up,
Move out
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up,
Move out
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up,
Move out
Giddy up, giddy up

You better count your money.
heavy love
Someone's got to share in the load
Here it comes, that heavy love
I'm never going to move it alone

I was dressed in white, touched by
grow high,
The years roll by
And he counts everyone
To feel like a part of life,
To feel high

Move, move,
Before it's too late
Move, move
secrets of. 
curtains love. 
blinds. 
a hideaway. 
long hand falls. 
the moment slows down. 
and nothing moves. 
count the seconds passage.