Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everything 100, artist - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony.
Date of issue: 15.07.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Everything 100 |
She want that thuggish ruggish choked up in function |
Ticket for the love or the money |
I give her that thug love for doing my stuff |
Girl, everything 100 |
I’ma keep it 100 |
Everything 100, everything 100, everything 100 |
You know I keep it true to my brain |
Girl, I always stay one in me, I kept it real for 20 years, I ain’t changed |
Be careful when you cruising in my lane |
Watch me creep out through your rearview as I gas right past these lames |
We did it how we did it ‘cause we did it for the money |
Living on, living this, you really, really love this |
You want a thug nigga like me |
Yeah, you know they all love niggas like me |
She ain’t complaining mainly ‘cause everything I do is entertaining |
hangin swagin body banging, she in trainin, to be famous |
Yeah, she speak the language, baby know just where the lane is |
She with me, she’d never named the stranger, know we are armed &dangerous |
This ain’t your deal, this still the thugs shit but this for them playas |
This for the ones that’s putting the smoke up in the air |
Everything 100 baby, this is St. Clair |
She want that thuggish ruggish choked up in function |
Ticket for the love or the money |
I give her that thug love for doing my stuff |
Girl, everything 100 |
I’ma keep it 100 |
Everything 100, everything 100, everything 100 |
She with the thuggish ruggish, wanna see me in public |
She see I lost weight, now she wanna see the stomach |
Your boo-boo still love it, women are here fucking |
Let’s make it, get it, ‘fore we dove into the sea, touching |
I come from broke nothing, I keep the ghetto with me |
Because the ghetto’s in me, trill niggas still thuggin |
She in the tell, in my cell, in the scale, in pale, ill, coached to the cell |
We got your lady stuck on a thug, say she want that love from me |
Busters don’t know what to do with it, come let her have some |
I tell her shut up and the soon I take this game |
Then rub her down, head to toe, and whip her up with that thing |
I won’t make a dime for the mind, sure thing it’s borderline in crime |
But I’m doing fine and that’s why I’m the Dolla Sign |
I do it, do it two times, and Tesha scratch me now she hittin licks, |
calling me papi |
She want that thuggish ruggish choked up in function |
Ticket for the love or the money |
I give her that thug love for doing my stuff |
Girl, everything 100 |
I’ma keep it 100 |
Everything 100, everything 100, everything 100 |
Call nice for a while, we on a highway |
She got her head in my lap, we riding dirty |
Thuggers ruggers, swish of the month, see me shine |
Notorious thugs for the love of money |
I can teach the world to be a thug like me |
If I could teach the world to be a thug like me |
She want that thuggish ruggish choked up in function |
Ticket for the love or the money |
I give her that thug love for doing my stuff |
Girl, everything 100 |
I’ma keep it 100 |
Everything 100, everything 100, everything 100 |