Slim 7 - 100

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"chorus 1:
Keep that shit a hunnid a hunnid, i run it, i run it
My bank account got so fuckin' flooded
Man ain’t shit something
I busted on her head like concussion
And now she keep crushin’
Cuz i just put a bun in her oven

That’s my girl that my stuffin'
We fuckin', no bluffin'
She nutted then i nutted
I love it, don’t trust it, she buggin'
She will not let me cuff it, no husband
That’s why i said fuck it
That’s why i runnin' out of patience

Verse 1:
(okay, here we go again)
Took a leap of faith, told death not today
Gotta go my way

(i’m like okay here we go again)
Keep it billy mays, like i’m oxy-clean
I erase the stains
(i said okay)
Run it from the top now
Like my view is sittin' on the city i see top-down
Like the new da vinci, i just think outsidе the box now
Grindin’ 50-50 like my name is tony hawk, wow
Bеt you bout to cop out
I'm throwin' a party and your girl’s about to pop out
She’s drunk off bacardi now her shirt is like a drop-down
Gotta shoutout mims i guess this is why i’m hot now
This is why, this is why i

Chorus 2:
Keep that shit a hunnid a hunnid, i run it, i run it
My bank account got so fuckin' flooded
Man ain’t that shit somethin’
I busted on her head like concussion
And now she keep crushin’
Cuz i just put a bun in her oven

That’s my girl that my stuffin'
She ridin’ she buckin’
I eat that pussy up like a luncheon
She calls me mclovin’
She’s tuggin' on my shirt out in public
She rushin' and fussin'
She said she’s runnin' out of patience
Verse 2:
Oh my goodness gracious keep away from fake shit
Got no fuckin' patience, cuz that shit is basic
You lookin' like your hella mad prolly cuz you’re nameless
I’m feelin' like gigachad, end up on the a-list
Why the fuck you aimless
Seen the shit that’s comin' i can almost fuckin' taste it
When you stay a hunnid you don’t even gotta say shit
Catch me seeing stars like i’m riding in a spaceship
Geeked up off them bars, shout out juicy in the matrix
Leave that pussy achin’
Sing her ass a song (yup) like i was clay aiken
Better be here long (yup) my heart ain't for breaking
Never feelin' wrong (nope) like i was awakened
Like my choice was taken
I just had to make it
Now the money falls
I just gotta rake it
Always standin' tall
And i’m never quakin'
Now when duty calls
I’m just bringing home the bacon

Chorus:
Keep that shit a hunnid a hunnid, i run it, i run it
My bank account got so fuckin flooded
Man ain’t shit something
I busted on her head like concussion
And now she keep crushin’
Cuz i just put a bun in her oven
That’s my girl that my stuffin'
We fuckin, no bluffing
She nutted then i nutted
I love it, don’t trust it, she buggin'
She will not let me cuff it, no husband
That’s why i said fuck it
That’s why i running out of patience

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