Counterfeit Lyrics Translation in English

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[Chorus]

Rich bitch, rich bitch

Rich bitch, rich bitch

Na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na-na

Ching, ching, ching, ching

Ching, ching, ching, ching

La-la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la

I make the blick sing

I make the blick sing

Na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na-na

Counterfeit, counterfeit

Counterfeit, counterfeit

Counterfeit, counterfeit

Counterfeit, counterfeit



[Verse]

Me and my bitch got matching titties

Me and my bitch got matching titties

She got Fountain Baby tatted 'cause she fucking with me

She got Fountain Baby tatted ’cause she fucking with me

Drop and do a 150

Drop and do a 150

Need some itchi gitchi ya when I'm in the city

Need some itchi gitchi ya when I’m in the city

Honestly, I don't give a fuck!

Honestly, I don’t give a fuck!

I'ma run that shit up!

I’ma run that shit up!

I'ma pump that bitch up!

I’ma pump that bitch up!

I spend money her (clap clap)

I spend money her (clap clap)

Money her butt

Money her butt

Fifty hotties on me, stuck

Fifty hotties on me, stuck

Middle Eastern shawties

Middle Eastern shawties

Count my millions

Count my millions



[Chorus]

Rich bitch, rich bitch

Rich bitch, rich bitch

Na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na-na

Ching, ching, ching, ching

Ching, ching, ching, ching

La-la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la

I make the blick sing

I make the blick sing

Na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na-na

Counterfeit, counterfeit

Counterfeit, counterfeit

Counterfeit, counterfeit

Counterfeit, counterfeit



[Bridge]

I just got back to the crib and she already naked

I just got back to the crib and she already naked

Thirty bitches in the crib and they all getting paid

Thirty bitches in the crib and they all getting paid

Big bank walk, take when big bank talk

Big bank walk, take when big bank talk

Tokyo diamonds, shine something awful

Tokyo diamonds, shine something awful

I hit the bitch with the nigga start to feel awkward

I hit the bitch with the nigga start to feel awkward

I reminisce and kiss the cash 'cause really that's my baby

I reminisce and kiss the cash ’cause really that’s my baby

Count it up, fuck it up is all I do lately

Count it up, fuck it up is all I do lately

Them bitches on my nerves, all of 'em out here looking crazy

Them bitches on my nerves, all of ’em out here looking crazy

Matrimony, Ama married to the money on a daily

Matrimony, I’m married to the money on a daily

Count it up

Count it up



[Chorus]

Rich bitch, rich bitch

Rich bitch, rich bitch

Na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na-na

Ching, ching, ching, ching

Ching, ching, ching, ching

La-la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la

I make the blick sing

I make the blick sing

Na-na-na-na-na

Na-na-na-na-na

Counterfeit, counterfeit

Counterfeit, counterfeit

Counterfeit, counterfeit

Counterfeit, counterfeit

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