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slim 7 - 100 lyrics

“chorus 1:
keep that sh+t a hunnid a hunnid, i run it, i run it
my bank account got so f+ckin’ flooded
man ain’t sh+t something
i busted on her head like concussion
and now she keep crushin’
cuz i just put a bun in her oven

that’s my girl that my stuffin’
we f+ckin’, no bluffin’
she nutted then i nutted
i love it, don’t trust it, she buggin’
she will not let me cuff it, no husband
that’s why i said f+ck it
that’s why i runnin’ out of patience

verse 1:
(okay, here we go again)
took a leap of faith, told death not today
gotta go my way

(i’m like okay here we go again)
keep it billy mays, like i’m oxy+clean
i erase the stains
(i said okay)
run it from the top now
like my view is sittin’ on the city i see top+down
like the new da vinci, i just think outsidе the box now
grindin’ 50+50 like my name is tony hawk, wow
bеt you bout to cop out
i’m throwin’ a party and your girl’s about to pop out
she’s drunk off bacardi now her shirt is like a drop+down
gotta shoutout mims i guess this is why i’m hot now
this is why, this is why i

chorus 2:
keep that sh+t a hunnid a hunnid, i run it, i run it
my bank account got so f+ckin’ flooded
man ain’t that sh+t somethin’
i busted on her head like concussion
and now she keep crushin’
cuz i just put a bun in her oven

that’s my girl that my stuffin’
she ridin’ she buckin’
i eat that p+ssy up like a luncheon
she calls me mclovin’
she’s tuggin’ on my shirt out in public
she rushin’ and fussin’
she said she’s runnin’ out of patience
verse 2:
oh my goodness gracious keep away from fake sh+t
got no f+ckin’ patience, cuz that sh+t is basic
you lookin’ like your h+lla mad prolly cuz you’re nameless
i’m feelin’ like gigachad, end up on the a+list
why the f+ck you aimless
seen the sh+t that’s comin’ i can almost f+ckin’ taste it
when you stay a hunnid you don’t even gotta say sh+t
catch me seeing stars like i’m riding in a sp+ceship
geeked up off them bars, shout out juicy in the matrix
leave that p+ssy achin’
sing her ass a song (yup) like i was clay aiken
better be here long (yup) my heart ain’t for breaking
never feelin’ wrong (nope) like i was awakened
like my choice was taken
i just had to make it
now the money falls
i just gotta rake it
always standin’ tall
and i’m never quakin’
now when duty calls
i’m just bringing home the bacon

chorus:
keep that sh+t a hunnid a hunnid, i run it, i run it
my bank account got so f+ckin flooded
man ain’t sh+t something
i busted on her head like concussion
and now she keep crushin’
cuz i just put a bun in her oven
that’s my girl that my stuffin’
we f+ckin, no bluffing
she nutted then i nutted
i love it, don’t trust it, she buggin’
she will not let me cuff it, no husband
that’s why i said f+ck it
that’s why i running out of patience

“

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