Lyrics:
to the man he put a bag in my hand
Said son don't you understand
This isn't the way out this is the way in
Your doubling your troubling
Three hundred
bother you
100 nights 100 days I still wont fall for you
Complication in my pass can't give my all to you
I wish I could but I just can't I'll end up
there by my side
Day and night, rain or shine
I will be there for you
After all that we've been through
I'd still choose you, in a hundred lifetimes
In
really love me love me love me should be easy to show me show me show me
Or leave me alone
Stop calling my phone
With less than one hundred percent
One by
night
Screaming rhythm, juju rhythm, voodoo rhythm
Black, black magic that calls
Back to lost worlds and lost lifestyles
Calling back to lost peace
K, Hundred K, run it
Hundred K, Hundred K, run it
I found my self up working at night
You ah fi mek ah different dat requires sacrifice
It tekk ah
That’s a hundred models, my 4th plan
I still feel like I need more friends
And it feels right to act like them
Cause in the night I’m lonely again
Beside
a vegan
He don't want no beef
Pull down on your block, it's a street sweep
Late night drive-by, you don't get no sleep
New face on the block, nigga who is
life
One kiss in the mornin'
After a hundred kisses each night
Give me just one night with you
Everyday for all time
It would be so right
Everyday
racks on racks on racks yeah payment in advance
Hundred bands, I won’t stop till the day I got one hundred bands
Hundred bands, I just do my money dance
Hanna Montana in the whip
Momma never told me there'd be days like this
I'm winning, I'm winning they envy me
100 Hundred 100 Hundred like centipede
I'm
Think you can step up
Better come correctly
I don't know why I drive
A hundred in fifty-five
Never find a better sign than this one
Come to me when
100 too often
Yea yea
Days go 100 zero
You never gone know just Best foot fourth
I mean uh Days go 100 zero
I mean uh days a hunnid I mean zero 100 oh
(every day)
Back in the kitchen with the Curry (Curry)
Pullin' up Xan', can't hurt me (hurt me)
Pineapple drink lookin' syrupy (syrupy)
56 nights, I
some to stay
And every day, some go away...
Or they find each other in the crowded streets
And the guarded parks
By the rusty fountains
Another watch, another chain, the last thing a nigga need
Swear to God, couple right by the night stand
Clip my half a hundred, fill a case another
telepathy
Wasting ya’ energy wit” social media bickerin’ Cuz someTwitter fingers were pre commissioned for witnessing
This day and age ain’t nothing
I can't love no thotties
Niggas changing I can't love nobody
I just want all the Hundreds around me
I love my brothers stay 100 around me
Want 40
any wallone hundred punks rule
One hundred punks rule!
A hundred punks run with London town
Down "Wardour Street" to "Soho Sound"
Don't sleep all day
by your parents
Not for the party, but for the orgy
In the garage, your mom naked and sweaty
(One hundred)
93 chickens 94 chickens
95 chickens 96
of Spain
Many long winters ago
He walked down to the docks and made his mind up
He'd been spending too many a night away
He untethered the vessel by
the mothafuckin' realest
Living but it's time to make a killing
Thank God I woke up
Tryna get it every day
Make a hundred mill and run away, way, way
(I woke
on your neck
Caution sign by the bed cause you know I leave it wet
Ain't tryna be your friend or a one night stand
Need to have you in my life see if we
the Auto-Tune saves me
Now it's on your playlist
Your party goin' apeshit
Hope that you apologize cause one day I'll be famous
Hundred thousand on a check
Hundred
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