M.T.G. - 100 lyrics
[M.T.G. - 100 lyrics]
I can't sleep on you
I apologize, but I got my eyes on you
I got a shot, ain't got a lot on you
So come here, yeah, you know I'm coming
Long as you keep shit 100 keep shit 100
She keep it 100
Lil' mama got a swag to her
But I'ma make her walk wit' a limp
(Wit' a limp)
It ain't nothing to a real nigga, baby
Fuck that lil' nigga
Shawty we can go and take a trip
A real nigga, for real nigga, now check it
All I know is for real niggas, no flexin'
They call me MTG
I might've started from the bottom
Now I'm the MVP
Easy up, add a pinkie to your peace sign
Lil' mama wit' it
Shawty ask me how the G's ride (G's ride)
And she a pro in the game
I met her out in the shack but
She was raised out in Queens
A lot of thoughts get slept on
Ain't no doubt about it
Lil' mama got her head on
I got a thing for them redbones
But them caroling's what I live for
I can't sleep on you
I apologize, but I got my eyes on you
I got a shot, ain't got a lot on you
So come here, yeah, you know I'm coming
Long as you keep shit 100 keep shit 100
She keep it 100
All I ask that you keep it 100, no stuntin'
But me and you could fly
Right out the country
You ain't never no Southside, shot nigga
But best believe I ain't a shy nigga
Get it crackin', get it crackin'
Yeah, he talkin', ain't a damn thing happened
I hate a born bitch wit' a passion
Don't try and check me, shawty
If I never smash it
Shawty get to steppin' wit' the questions
Every day you know a nigga flexing
All bad bitches in my section
Tonight, lil' mama, you gon' learn a lesson
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
I'ma throw the money, make it right back
Every day I gotta get it, girl
It's on 'til the morn' if you wit' it
I can't sleep on you
I apologize, but I got my eyes on you
I got a shot, ain't got a lot on you
So come here, yeah, you know I'm coming
Long as you keep shit 100 keep shit 100
She keep it 100
I apologize, but I got my eyes on you
I got a shot, ain't got a lot on you
So come here, yeah, you know I'm coming
Long as you keep shit 100 keep shit 100
She keep it 100
Lil' mama got a swag to her
But I'ma make her walk wit' a limp
(Wit' a limp)
It ain't nothing to a real nigga, baby
Fuck that lil' nigga
Shawty we can go and take a trip
A real nigga, for real nigga, now check it
All I know is for real niggas, no flexin'
They call me MTG
I might've started from the bottom
Now I'm the MVP
Easy up, add a pinkie to your peace sign
Lil' mama wit' it
Shawty ask me how the G's ride (G's ride)
And she a pro in the game
I met her out in the shack but
She was raised out in Queens
A lot of thoughts get slept on
Ain't no doubt about it
Lil' mama got her head on
I got a thing for them redbones
But them caroling's what I live for
I can't sleep on you
I apologize, but I got my eyes on you
I got a shot, ain't got a lot on you
So come here, yeah, you know I'm coming
Long as you keep shit 100 keep shit 100
She keep it 100
All I ask that you keep it 100, no stuntin'
But me and you could fly
Right out the country
You ain't never no Southside, shot nigga
But best believe I ain't a shy nigga
Get it crackin', get it crackin'
Yeah, he talkin', ain't a damn thing happened
I hate a born bitch wit' a passion
Don't try and check me, shawty
If I never smash it
Shawty get to steppin' wit' the questions
Every day you know a nigga flexing
All bad bitches in my section
Tonight, lil' mama, you gon' learn a lesson
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
I'ma throw the money, make it right back
Every day I gotta get it, girl
It's on 'til the morn' if you wit' it
I can't sleep on you
I apologize, but I got my eyes on you
I got a shot, ain't got a lot on you
So come here, yeah, you know I'm coming
Long as you keep shit 100 keep shit 100
She keep it 100