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ice cube - $100 dollar bill y'all lyrics

[bridge]
get numbers, get names
thick dames
headhunters get brains
big thangs
give n-ggas sh-t-stains
the sh-t, man
and don’t you forget, man

[verse 1]
we be
the best of cg
greedy
abduct the pd
see me?
n-gga, not in 3d
be me?
hah, it’s not that easy
i’m breezy
and off the heezy
me and my woman’s like george & wheezy
movin’ on up, n-ggas use to tease me
see me on top
it makes you queasy
sick with it
b-tch, i’m bruce lee
seduce me
you’re nice and juicy
in the parking lot, i gots to get mine
why the f-ck we goin’ in when there’s b-tches in line?
i spend my time watchin’ b-tches’ behinds
thinkin’ bad sh-t in the back of my mind
i bump and grind with nothing less than a dime
making movie money, you still investin’ in rhymes

[hook]
and i’m in this b-tch
with a hundred dollar bill, y’all
about to spend this b-tch
i’m in this b-tch
i got a hundred dollar bill, y’all
about to spend this b-tch
i’m in this b-tch
who got a hundred dollar bill, y’all?
about to spend this b-tch
i’m in this b-tch
i got a hundred dollar bill, y’all
about to spend this b-tch

[verse 2]
i’m in here
got all you freaks lookin’
when we walk by, p-ssy start cookin’
rookies start tookin’
get your -ss up, v.i.p. section’s gettin’ tooken
might dance, might not
might spend enough
cool as h-ll, but still pipin’ hot
soon as i find a spot
all my people gather ’round
the n-gga with the shiny watch–me
ice cube, motherf-cker
next to me, you a test tube motherf-cker
we kinda rude, motherf-cker
get too close and bucka! bucka! bucka!
don’t want no problems, y’all
f-ck around, i’ll pull out the problem-solv’
and watch egos dissolve
nine times out of ten, you hoes involved

[bridge]
get numbers, get names
thick dames
headhunters get brain
big thangs
give n-ggas sh-t-stains
the sh-t, man
and don’t you forget, man

[verse 3]
security pat downs
i’m a star, motherf-cker
i been put’ the gat down
i been put’ the mack down
but check the people that i’m with
cause they’ll lay you flat down
and they’ll do it right now
yeah, you scared of the phone numbers that a n-gga might dial
club-hop, car shows, picnics
big cars, big jewels, big d-cks
rush doors
or gotta hop the fence
close this door
gotta blow my rent
gotta show my -ss, then go repent
gotta call in sick
and tell ’em where i went

- ice cube lyrics

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