Wale, Meek Mill - 100 Hunnit lyrics

[Wale, Meek Mill - 100 Hunnit lyrics]

I promised Ricky and Milly that I’ma kill it
Runnin' throughout them digit's and
Dollars homie I'm Emmitt i’m runnin'
I’m so 100 with every nigga I run with
Tell them niggas we coming
We fuckin' it up this summer

And I’m stuntin' like it ain’t nothin'
Most of these niggas frontin'
I pull this Rollie from trappin'
I got this Beamer from nothin'
If they ain’t talking bout paper
Just tell them end of discussion
And now that I’m getting money
My neighbors turn to my cousins

Gold bottles, lot of bitches deep thinker
I’m sorry you're such a shallow nigga
The mind on me just shine on them
You shadow women
Ridin' with rats you niggas should
Be in glass slippers

Ha, and I don’t never ask the price on it
Married to the money hater
Throw some rice on it
I told my jeweler get my Muller
Throw some ice on it
I treat that pussy like it's Tina
I go Ike on it
Beat it up, I’m getting heated up
When I say I’m high
I ain’t talking weeded up

Bitch I’m talkin' G5, Teterboro, feet is up
Beaverton my sneaker game although I
Never be with ducks me and Meek, treein' up

He lying I’m on papers
But when I knock this shit off
I'mma go and buy some Laker shit
I’m talking bout that Cali kush
We get work and Bally push
Two bad bitches in the back
They pretty everybody look

(Wale) bitch I’m hot as Wasabi in Abu Dhabi
In a sauna with some models
Who treat it like edemame
I ain’t thugging, I ain’t robbing
I’m puffing on my broccoli
Doing 100 in a bucket, do like 20 in a ‘rari
(Meek Mill) and I’m back on this shit again
Pressie blue like Michigan
I put on for my city I
Should ball with Vick and them
When I get my V12, I’ma be in Six of them
Riding round with Lou, me, and your sister
And your sister’s friend

(Wale) hold up
Got the fridgedest temperature on
My wrist again shiny shit to niggas is
Like givin' children Ritalin
Bamma's sittin' in the pen
See you in a minute yo
And them haters went away as
Soon as I left Interscope

(Meek Mill) big money, I’m talking bad hoes
You niggas full of shit, fucking assholes
I’m in this presidential suite
I’m in my bathrobe
Counting 100 grand I pulled it
From my last show shitting on them
Something I ain’t mean to do
These hoes do anything
Our wish is like a genie do
A nigga buy a point, here take the nina too
I get a chick to come and
Serve you like Serena do

I think it's genius leanin' will do
When you in a groove
Stuntin', I’m in the sixth
I call that shit that middle school
High as shit, I’m in a booth
Denver Nugget number 2s
And I don’t gotta front
I play these niggas like a wisdom tooth
This is where the Wizards play
This is where them bitches play
We'd have you fallin' and now you
Scrapin' from that Kemba shake
On the day a hater treat a nigga like he fake
That'd be the day his label treat
Him like a signal fade

And I’m ballin' bitch i’m ballin' bitch
Me, Wale, so hard - as shit
Get your budget money back
Fire all your artists-es
We be burnin' everything
They label us as arsonists
If I ain't middle of the track
I'm 106 and Parkin' it bitch

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