Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song One Hundred, artist - French Montana. Album song Coke Boys, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.04.2012
Record label: Coke Boys
Song language: English
One Hundred |
| I let it fall, my heart |
| And as it fell, you rose to claim it It was dark and I was over |
| Until you kissed my lips and you saved me My hands, they’re strong, but my knees were far too weak |
| To stand in your arms without falling to your feet |
| But there’s a side to you that I never knew, never knew |
| All the things you’d say, they were never true, never true |
| Promise always keep 100 strapped with 100 clips |
| Started from 100 dollars, tryna make 100 Ms Lost 100 niggas, bought about 100 whips |
| Made about 100 visits, sent about 100 flicks |
| Your new mixtape, sour we break up on Put that mac in his face, no make up on Home invasions, your mouth we puttin tape upon |
| Blades through your forehead, no shape up on Yeah, it’s Cheeze, I’m the one that get my cakin' on In the kitchen, pie flippin' with my apron on I gotta have patience, but they taking long |
| They ain’t got no cool, nigga breakin' on 100 bottles, 100 bitches |
| 2 O’s, 100 Swishers |
| Million dollar dream, blue dream wishes |
| Ice shining, tryna scheme with your misses |
| Took took took the game by surprise, they ain’t see us coming |
| See they tracks in the sand, got these suckers running |
| Fresh off this life from poverty, board that money train |
| Put 100 on your head, you can keep the change |
| I lost 100 niggas, gained zero friends |
| I’m six zeroes in, feel like I never came to win |
| Some call it ungrateful, I call it overdue |
| Double styrofoam cup with that purple juice |
| Leanin', big money schemin' |
| Dump tell stack I said what up, fuck 'em, I ain’t lettin' up Got the game by the testicals, gun range tested |
| SKs and the 50 Cals, quiet but my jewerly loud |
| My money went from Spud Webb to Manute Bol |
| I’m ballin' hot, these niggas luke cold |
| They don’t want the money, that’s why they run from it If you a stand up nigga, then keep it 100 |
| My niggas put in work, shawty held me down |
| Hustlin paid the bills, karma came around |
| That fast money came, nigga, then I lost touch |
| When it sounds too good, nigga, I never trust it From crabs in the bucket to them lobster tails |
| From the block to trynna get Madonna sales |
| They got keys from west, to hittin Key West |
| Thats a motherfucker, Delonte West |
| Gettin high off moll nigga, fuck niggas lame |
| Thats a hundred thou, trynna fix the pain |
| Niggas stole our style, trynna switch the game |
| Hoppin' out the shower, throw on a hundred chain |