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idontknowjeffery

100s & Hope

 

100s & Hope

(album: The Night Is Still Young - 2017)


[Idontknowjeffery:]
[*cough*] Shit
Yeah nigga last call for alcohol motherfucka
Tip the motherfuckin bartender nigga I don't give a fuck you get her ass some water nigga
Y'all niggas man y'all ain't quit all that motherfucking mosh pitting shit man I'm tryna pull me a bitch man
Y'all nigga pushing all the hoes
Yeah yeah

I know my hoes on the poles got goals too
I'm throwing hundreds on that bitch like I suppose to
And you know a nigga always on the road boo
So it's safe to say that I can not control you
I'm sipping Seagrams gin gin with no juice
Them niggas hating on the kid got no juice
But meanwhile I'm the child with them hoes on the road
I got five fucking hoes in a four fucking door'

Uh, riding with them sluts
Riding with them sluts nigga
I'm riding with them motherfucking sluts fuck nigga
My hoes fuck hoes they don't fuck even fuck niggas
And damn sure ain't fucking with no brokes

I'm throwing hundreds on these hoes giving em hope
I'm jamming powder up her nose keeping her woke
Let's go
Riding with them sluts
Riding with them sluts ridin
I know my hoes on the poles got goals too

[Xavier Wulf:]
You know I still keep it hotter than any summer there ever was
I don't give no fuck bout none of these hoes knowing rappers
Getcha isha till it quicka then ya hit the clicka
You twitter tickled ass niggas softer than my pillow
I pull up with three bitches vanilla, cocoa and churro
Her baby daddy mad cause she wanna see other people
I pull off in the wind, ducking faster than G1 Evo
Then I pull up to the scene smoking plenty with all my people
I used to be a zero now commas sit in the middle
I used to hunt for quarters just to get me a McGriddle
I told her call me back bitch I'm busy, matter of fact
Don't even hit me back
I do business you back track
I'm East Memphis walking you talking I'm ready to jet
Don't you make us pull up on ya with a little this and some that
Boy I'm blunt about my shit, I ain't had me a problem yet
That ain't messed up my check or put damage to my respect

[Idontknowjeffery:]
I'm throwing hundreds on these hoes giving them hope
I'm jamming powder up her nose keeping her woke uh let's go
Riding with them sluts
Riding with them sluts ridin
I know my hoes on the poles got goals too

I'm throwing hundreds on these hoes giving them hope
I'm jamming powder up her nose keeping her woke uh let's go
Riding with them sluts
Riding with them sluts ridin
I know my hoes on the poles got goals too

done

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