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100 100 100 100 You know I keep it
100 100 100 100 You know I keep it
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My life is but a dream pullin' cars up
Told you motherf**kers keys open doors up
Never excited when I'm seen with something gorgeous
Put highway miles on these bitches like a tour bus
Daddy Warbucks without a born trust
Diamonds all on this black gold like an oil rush
The highest quality the chains are all flush
Known Jacob since the nineties so he spoils us
Stock spoilers no kits on 'em
Why Panamera nine-eleve shits on 'em
Chuck the deuce as I Tokyo drift on 'em
The top drops like there's Bangladesh heat on 'em
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Yo get yourself a hundred years tryin' to be the boss
Stand next to the chandeliers you could see the shards
Ain't no diamonds in the watch but you see the cross
When you spoon feed them that dope they need it more
All night sweet sales
Four pipes V twelves
Yeah you know what them grams do
Bad b***h with me that the industry ain't ran through
Na I ain't stop hustling yet but I plan to
Own a bunch of vehicles and a bunch of land too
Yeah and I love it when the rush come
Ain't no secret that I keep it ninety-nine plus one
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Y'all niggas fifty-fifty I keep it a hundred
I spit the truth in interviews I keep it one hundred
I'm the shit smell the fumes my n***a we plungin'
And the 808s on a leash they say it's a monster
Got my own label f**ked around and signed myself
Had a plan and stuck to it you f**kboys is stuck boy
Bangladesh new shit ropin' like a cowboy
On my Tony Romo shit you niggas just some towel boys
Tell the whole world to suck my cockiness
My checks eight figures like a octopus
Three hundred thou for the watch and rocky shit
These other niggas fakin' and I ain't afraid to say I keep it
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A hundred miles and running n***a with an attitude
b***h I'm so fly you should check the altitude
I'm ballin' ballin' like an alley-oop
My girl heel so high she need a parachute
Get 'em I got 'em let me at 'em
My condo on Jupiter my neighbors on Saturn
Murcielago flow with some eye candy
I go to trial Monday I been takin' panties
Hundred degrees in the mic booth
I'm from where you put golds on the white tooth
And when you walk in and she might look
Might get took might get f**ked
A bunch of bitches in the skip line
I'm known to get mine ten out of ten times
I paid a hundred thousand for the old school
Known to keep it one hundred on the Pro Tools
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