Lyrics 100's - Tyga, Chief Keef, A.E.

100's

Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin' money machine, we like to touch it, touch it,
touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin' Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
'Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin' money machine, we like to touch it, touch it,
touch it
Running up the set, throwing up the set, bitches on set (Yeah)
Got bitches in the hallway, dope in the stash, dope in the stash,
hoes in the back (Yeah)
That Ferrari just foreplay, nigga put the swag, nigga put the cash,
nigga put the bag (yeah)
Everybody know me bitch, running up a check, running up a check
Techs with a tech if a nigga play me bitch
Nigga go dat way, nigga go dat way
Bitches come this way, bitches wanna kiss me
Turn a freeway to a speedrace (Skrr)
Don’t be acting shit about the fam
Don’t be reading shit in Daily Mail
I just closed a big deal, looking through my email, watch this shit sell like
Adele
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin' money machine, we like to touch it, touch it,
touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin' Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
'Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin' money machine, we like to touch it, touch it,
touch it
Bought that whip off the showroof (Skrr, skrr)
Yeah, she do the same things them hoes do
That makes her a hoe too
I’ma bachelor, I ain’t got no boo
It’s all be solo and noble
Drunk off the sake and the juice
Drop out, pull up in a oldschool (Ooh)
Drop out but I’m pulling drops out
Got my cock out like I told you
Heard the rumours 'bout you were so true
You thirsty and you ain’t got no juice
And getting bread something that we toast to
Two girls asked me what I’m gon' do, I said both you
Young Nobu, we at the go-thru
All my day ones is my go-tos
Got my own show just to show you
I’on’t trust you as far as I can through you
Ch-ch-chop it up like bo-
White diamonds dripping like '02
Niggas want beef but they Tofu
They like G.O.O.D.
Music, baby that’s a good move
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin' money machine, we like to touch it, touch it,
touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin' Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
'Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin' money machine, we like to touch it, touch it,
touch it