100 On It
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100 On It
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(Feat. Tyga)
Oh, niggas wanna bang, all my niggas getting dollars,
Bitches wanna fuck just to be my baby mama.
Put a 100 on it, put a 100 on it,
I put a 100 on it, real niggas fallin'
All I know is young money, money and the power
Bitches wanna fuck just to be my baby mama
Put a 100 on it, put a 100 on it,
I put a 100 on it, real niggas balling.
Money falling out of my jeans,
Double white cup filled up with the knee,
Niggas keep talking get heat with the bean,
That's a permanent lean and I ain't talking promet the zine
I'm talking my... In magazines
And hitting up niggas and looking up sleans,
That's what I mean, I put on for my team
Watch to m to the cmb, walk in the club and bet my money
I bet your bitch come see bout me,
Came in this bitch by one am,
And me and your girl and my whip by three
I'm a do me, you do you, your girl do the same thing that I do
I'm fly from here to talk what's head back all the way down to my shoes
We've been getting money while you boys is getting by
Running my paper do money machines,
They cutting my green while I'm getting high
Oh, niggas wanna bang, all my niggas getting dollars,
Bitches wanna fuck just to be my baby mama.
Put a 100 on it, put a 100 on it,
I put a 100 on it, real niggas ballin.
All I know is young money, money and the power
Bitches wanna fuck just to be my baby mama
Put a 100 on it, put a 100 on it,
I put a 100 on it, real niggas balling.
I'm getting raise for the money
I'm gone too hard to fall off
Treating my haters like bitches
I'm itchin the middle finger fuck all ya'll
Put a 100 on it, I put a 100 on it,
My left pinky got a diamond crusted nugget it on it,
I serve you if you want it, murder my opponents
Look me in my eyes, it look like murder, don't it?
Large pistol turn allowed more quiet in the shit
That I'm rap it start the down south ride in the shit
That you're poppin, real niggas don't boy I'm getting to the money
I'm eating no diet I walk up in the club and my niggas throwin up games side
One of the few that keep it real and rap it the same time.
Oh, niggas wanna bang, all my niggas getting dollars,
Bitches wanna fuck just to be my baby mama.
Put a 100 on it, put a 100 on it,
I put a 100 on it, real niggas fallin'
All I know is young money, money and the power
Bitches wanna fuck just to be my baby mama
Put a 100 on it, put a 100 on it,
I put a 100 on it, real niggas balling.
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