SiR - Jay Z lyrics

[Verse 1] 1 ounce, 2 blunts, 3 seconds And I'm on the 4 oh 5 flying in my 6 Got a call from a 7, said she with a 9 If you add ‘em up, that's more than a dime So I hop out front exit 42 Hit down mansions, to Inglewood city what it do Got a call from my day one n***a perfect timing He can have the 9, 7 is mine When you see that body you'll say she's a 29 But you gotta be blind to see there's more to being fine Back to the mission, head down bird make a left on third And I waiting for my n***a as [Hook] I'm counting my money, smoking my weed Counting my money, bumping Jay Z, Jay Z Counting my money, smoking my weed Counting my money, smoking my weed Counting my money, bumping Jay Z, Jay Z, Jay Z [Verse 2] 20 minutes go by, this n***a run out I ain't even trippin' I'm on his time, we burnout Head down 7, call up the 7 Said we on our way, no need for direction I know where she live She used to let me put 12 all up in her ribs Ooowh how can I forget, the only I ever let get away Finally decided to come out and play Its 10 o' clock when we pull up, I give her a call Tell her that I made it, her friend open the door For a split second I forgot who I came for Told my n***a if you really want it then it's yours He said he did so I played my position Him and number 9 disappeared to the kitchen Number 7 tell me how much of a who*e her friend is She rather ride solo, cause she can't stand b**hes And I remember why I left 7 alone She bad as hell but her heart is cold Kept her entertained why my n***a did his wrong 30 minutes later in a scrapper and we gone [Hook] Now I'm counting my money, smoking my weed Counting my money, bumping Jay z, Jay z Counting my money, smoking my weed Counting my money, smoking my weed Counting my money, bumping Jay z, Jay z, Jay z