Cranberry Fountain

Lyrics

[Intro: FatBoy SSE] Yeah, yeah, FatBoy Gang Yeah, yeah, Pat, turn me up Ayy, ayy, ayy [Chorus: FatBoy SSE] Ayy, I'm glued to that paper, I'ma count it I'm glued to that paper, I'ma count it I came from the trap, sellin' ounces I came from the trap, sellin' ounces, hold up Now I got a house in the mountain, huh Cranberry all up in the fountain, huh Cranberry all up in the fountain (Gang) I came from the trap, sellin' ounces (Look, look, ayy) [Verse 1: FatBoy SSE] It feel like I done made it when I step out Assed out, cuttin' niggas off was the best drought, yeah Now I got a foreign with a glass house Bad lil' mami in the room with a slick mouth, yeah Fiji water filter on the shower Honey Backwood for the dower I get 10K for an hour Hatin' on me, then you a coward You mad 'cause your whole life's sour Ayy, Ocean Spray right up in the faucet Gettin' all this shmoney, swear I lost it How you know I'm bossin'? PJ with Lar$$en We snatch a nigga's spot like this shit was some parkin', nigga [Chorus: FatBoy SSE & Jadakiss] Ayy, I'm glued to that paper, I'ma count it I'm glued to that paper, I'ma count it I came from the trap, sellin' ounces I came from the trap, sellin' ounces, hold up Now I got a house in the mountain, huh (Mountains, mountains) Cranberry all up in the fountain, huh (Fountains, fountains) Cranberry all up in the fountain (Fountains, fountains) I came from the trap, sellin' ounces [Verse 2: Jadakiss] Now we walk right past the bouncers (Excuse me) Everybody, it don't matter what the count is (Big man right there is the last one) When we step in they announce us (D-Block) Fifty bottles, we don't care what the amount is (Woo) First pack was my man's work (Yeah) Before ounce, hand-to-hand with the grams first (Three for five) We was able to rise above that (Uh) Could buy whatever we want now and we love that (We love it) Funny thing was all of them was doubtin' (Doubtin') Now I deal with lawyers and accountants (That's it) Now all I know is keep countin' (I keep countin') Came from the trap sellin' ounces (Uh) [Chorus: FatBoy SSE] Ayy, I'm glued to that paper, I'ma count it I'm glued to that paper, I'ma count it I came from the trap, sellin' ounces I came from the trap, sellin' ounces, hold up Now I got a house in the mountain, huh Cranberry all up in the fountain, huh Cranberry all up in the fountain I came from the trap, sellin' ounces