100%

[Kid Ink:]
(K-K-K-K-K-Mac)
Yeah
You know I gotta keep it 100, ooh
100, it's Kid Ink (the Alumni)

Okay, I-I'm so fly, I feel like a swarm (go)
My time is money, ring the alarm (ooh)
Flip it to the ceiling, watch it do a somersault
Niggas say they run shit, I just see them running out
D-Done it all, under the sun, ain't nothing new (no)
Coming through the Westside, looking for the W (yeah, woo)
Still on that bullshit, I can't even utter you (go)
Money's all I talk, got a pocket full of honeydew
That'll make honey do a-anything I wanna
Take her by the head, Stone Cold Stunner, uh
Baby, rocking like the wire
High out my mind, I'm a frequent flier (go)
It's CB and Tha Alumni
Got them hoes standing at attention like a drumline
Keep it 100, I would take all of you combined
Kid Ink but I do it big, plus size (ooh)

[Kevin McCall & Kid Ink:]
G-G-Get it how I live it, come faster than I could spend it (spend it)
Money to the ceiling, bitch, I'm in the building (ceilin')
I'm a giant in the room full of midgets (tell 'em)
Money talks so don't say nothing unless you talking business (woo)
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go

[Kevin McCall:]
Lemme count this money
One million, two million
Put this up for my new car, save that for my baby momma
And all you bums can keep the change

Beats I be serving, Saks Fifth splurging
Diamonds got so many cuts, call my jeweler the surgeon
Ain't nobody fucking with me, label me the virgin
I'm hot b-b-burning, like when you leave a perm in
Everywhere I go these hoes be digging in they purses for a Sharpie
'Cause they tryna get the autograph in cursive
Little bit of Coke mixed with a lot of bourbon
Got your boy leaning, sorry if my words slurring
Swerving in that DB9 on purpose
The roof disappear, call it magic like Earvin Johnson
G-Get up off my johnson, no more riding dick
Shawty, this ain't magic mountain
I've been killing, killing every song that I been spitting on
And if I ain't spitting, bet it's something that I written on
Can't even say it was a long road getting on
Only took a year and a half and now I'm shitting on 'em

[Kevin McCall & Kid Ink:]
G-G-Get it how I live it, come faster than I could spend it (spend it)
Money to the ceiling, bitch, I'm in the building (ceilin')
I'm a giant in the room full of midgets (tell 'em)
Money talks so don't say nothing unless you talking business (woo)
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go

[Chris Brown:]
Yeah, I got them bulletproof Ray Bans so haters never in my head
Money hungry good for me, yeah, I call it wheat bread
Ladies say I'm long stroking, yeah, that's what she said
Crib like a castle so I'm fucking on that king spread
Hahaha, big balling, fuck a loft
And money turn me on so I had to fuck it off
Skinny ass nigga's pockets looking so bulimic
And I never spill my drink, you can call me Tempur-Pedic
Allergic to the haters, addicted to the money
You asking why I'm laughing 'cause all of you niggas funny
And they call me Action Jackson 'cause every d-day I'm stunting
And I'm writing hit songs like it's nothing
So nigga, you bugging, fronting, what you think this is, hoe?
Paparazzi tryna pop me everywhere that Chris go
Never been no sucker, no lame, mad nigga
And your flow is more watered down than a drain, ass nigga

[Kevin McCall & Kid Ink:]
G-G-Get it how I live it, come faster than I could spend it (spend it)
Money to the ceiling, bitch, I'm in the building (ceilin')
I'm a giant in the room full of midgets (tell 'em)
Money talks so don't say nothing unless you talking business (woo)
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go
100%, I go 100%, I go