Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pull Them Hundreds, artist - Chief Keef. Album song Young N Wild, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.02.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Wild Ginger
Song language: English
Pull Them Hundreds |
My glove department filled with residue |
Had to shit on you cause you thought you was cool |
When I pull out them hundreds boy I’m blessin' dude |
I got a hundred for you, you, and you |
Hop out at the gas station cause I’m a star |
Full tank cause I didn’t even charge my car |
I let the doors go up, then your bitch get in |
She sees all this money, she say, «Chief Sosa you winnin'» |
I rolled up 10 joints, I got weed for days |
I got all this green I swear that its my baby |
I’ve been getting money since my senior days |
But I forgot I didn’t go to school I’m crazy |
I put Margiela’s on my fucking shoes |
I poured 2 deuces nigga fuck some booze |
I’m rollin' up 3 grams in the fuckin' wood |
Don’t worry bout me, I’m getting money I’m good |
I pull up to the club and them doors go up |
Motivation? |
No-you's only dumb fucks |
Gotta use the shower, hella hundreds in the tub |
The police can run in here, I don’t give no fucks |
My glove department filled with residue |
Had to shit on you cause you thought you was cool |
When I pull out them hundreds boy I’m blessin' dude |
I got a hundred for you, you, and you |
Hop out at the gas station cause I’m a star |
Full tank cause I didn’t even charge my car |
I let the doors go up, then your bitch get in |
She sees all this money, she say, «Chief Sosa you winnin'» |
I got a million un-read texts |
I got a million read text messages |
I only read 'em if you’re talkin' benji’s |
Can’t be talking small, gotta be talkin' plenty |
I got 6 hoes in 6 different beds |
Dro and Mike told me I’m the black Elvis Presley |
I got hoes in 50 different states |
Been all around the world, can’t tell me bout a penny |
Member kickin' doors and hittin' stains |
I’m eatin' good, fuck your Craig Jenny |
For all you dumb ass fucks, I’m talkin' Jenny Craig |
Try to make me go on a diet, pussy I ain’t wit it |
(BANG BANG) |
My glove department filled with residue |
Had to shit on you cause you thought you was cool |
When I pull out them hundreds boy I’m blessin' dude |
I got a hundred for you, you, and you |
Hop out at the gas station cause I’m a star |
Full tank cause I didn’t even charge my car |
I let the doors go up, then your bitch get in |
She sees all this money, she say, «Chief Sosa you winnin'» |