Letras:
High School Musical Counting On You

BRAINIACS: On the job that you were born to do? JOCKS/BRAINIACS: Don't let us down. You gotta come through cause we're counting on, counting on, counting on you

BRAINIACS: On the job that you were born to do? JOCKS/BRAINIACS: Don't let us down. You gotta come through cause we're counting on, counting on, counting on you

blazers, vettes Five 60 benzos with ferrari kits They love fine ass bitches, rolex watch Top let down on the coke white drop I love my high schools cuties Muscle bound booties Pools a hoes so you

To bring you music one more time So come on, come on, come on (Come on, come on, come on) Come on, come on, come on W I L D, Wildcats, you know we

harder Outwork Mr. Carter And you can call me Mr. I'mma Go Harder Shittin' on these niggas givin' facials to their daughters They're tryin' to count me

high school Losin his noodle learn that people don't like you The football jocks is, spittin on him Popular kids in school is now pickin on him Burn out youngsta niggaz now hittin on

that You know, the pat on the back He was always in the news, you gotta know what it means It means revenue an' I'm tellin' you I saw cars an' Gs come

to shine To bring you music one more time So come on, come on, come on (Come on, come on, come on) Come on, come on, come on [East High Cheerleaders

bring you music one more time So come on, come on, come on (Come on, come on, come on) Come on, come on, come on [East High Cheerleaders] W-I-L-D, Wildcats