Mozzy, Kalan.FrFr - Whole 100 lyrics

Timothy Patterson

Kalan Montgomery [L.A., California. USA.]

[Mozzy, Kalan.FrFr - Whole 100 lyrics]

She keep it a whole hunnid (Hunnid)
I know if she go down then
She gon' always keep it G, yeah
She keep it a whole hunnid (yeah)
Yeah, she love how it feel, she
Know why she fuck with me, yeah
She keep it a whole hunnid (Hunnid)
I know if she go down then
She gon' always keep it G, yeah
She keep it a whole hunnid (yeah)
Yeah, I know she for real I
Know how she fuck with me, yeah

Handed her some more of it
Got her Instagram, but never show nothin'
Had the chance to rap but
She ain't know nothin'
She ain't let me poke nothin' for hella long
Classy and she 'bout her bag
She gon' chase it down athlete
Whisper "It's a boy" every time
We do the nasty (Uh)
Diggin' my dirty ass nails
Inside her ass cheeks
She don't play the backseat
She front and center
And push the illest line behind me
'cause she love it nigga, yeah
She keep it a whole hunnid
That's off the dribble
She got me out my element
I never had these feelings
And she ain't never had a nigga
Worth these kinds of millions
But the chemistry is velvet
(yeah, yeah, yeah) , let me tell it
I can feel it (yeah, yeah, yeah)

She keep it a whole hunnid (Hunnid)
I know if she go down then
She gon' always keep it G, yeah
She keep it a whole hunnid (yeah)
Yeah, she love how it feel, she
Know why she fuck with me, yeah
She keep it a whole hunnid (Hunnid)
I know if she go down then
She gon' always keep it G, yeah
She keep it a whole hunnid (yeah)
Yeah, I know she for real I
Know how she fuck with me, yeah

I been out here on this road runnin' (Ow)
I'm breathin' on you when I call
Don't need to hold nothin'
'Cause it's Alfredo on the table
When my phone buzzin' (Hello?)
Lonely hustling is equivalent
To long duckets' (yeah)
We hold grudges till we smoke suffa' (Hrrr)
Here go the pack
Don't fuck it up if you gon' roll somthin'
Ninety-nine plus a penny
That's a whole hunnid
That's why she keep it
Ain't no secret she a keeper
I got demons that I'm fightin'
We gon' jump 'em when I meet 'em

Damn you waited up
If I pull up in yo section
Is they gon' set me up?
I ain't gotta keep talkin' 'bout
These blues 'cause they obvious
Niggas always talkin' 'bout they twos
And they ain't poppin' it
Ain't married so I'ma pull up on your body
Know I'm 'bout it yeah
Sip a lot of red, take you on a trip
A lot of fuckin' and a lot of head
Take you to Atlanta, let shit flip
She blow a lot of bread
Fendi shit, Louis shit, Prada shit

She keep it a whole hunnid (Hunnid)
I know if she go down then
She gon' always keep it G, yeah
She keep it a whole hunnid
Yeah, she love how it feel, she
Know why she fuck with me, yeah
She keep it a whole hunnid (Hunnid)
I know if she go down then
She gon' always keep it G
She keep it a whole hunnid (yeah)
Yeah, I know she for real I
Know how she fuck with me, yeah

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