Letra de Put 100 Up - YN Jay

(It's a Wayne beat)

Shit

I just got done countin' a hundred thousand dollars all cash, man

And it ain't take long (Fuck the fire, we got grease)

Count a hundred thousand, it don't take long

Coochie Man superhero, put my cape on

I know a real nigga that wear fake clothes

And I don't have money wars because my pape' long

Got a new light-skin bitch, that's my favorite person

I had to quit my job 'cause I hate workin'

I like hundreds, twenty cool, but it take longer

To count the money up, I put a hundred up

And then put a hundred up, and put a hundred up

Then put two more hundred up, now I'm five hundred up

I left my heart in my hood, you know I love the Buck

I'm the real Coochie Man, you know I love to fuck

I love havin' sex, I love gettin' neck

This bitch keep squirtin', I thought she pee'd in the bed

I thought about a billion dollars, it was in my head

Your bitch came to my house, she was in my bed

He didn't know what happened, he shoulda knew what happened

Why you ain't think I hit her? Shoulda knew I smacked her

He had his fitted down too low, that's how I know he cappin'

I made a some cash to appear for nothin', that's how I know it's magic

Always got some dogshit, that's how you know I'm stackin'

I don't never lose, that's how you know I'm hackin'

She let me fuck the first day, that's how I know she nasty

And I don't mean the bad nasty, I mean freaky nasty

She let her friend spend the night, I seen her creepin' past me

But I knew it was her, 'cause I seen her jacket

My bitch think I fucked, she shoulda knew what happened

Should know what happened, I let you know what happened

She tap my leg and told me, "Jay, come in the other room"

That's my brother room, but I got another room

I took her to the other room, not the other room

I got six rooms, I got big rooms

I don't just beat her doonies down, I got six moves

I got The Punisher, I got Pick-up Slam

I got allot moves

I ain't gon' lie, I hit your friend, she swallow too

That mean she suck dick

I got a bitch from Beecher, that's my Buck bitch

Nigga, you ain't hard, get off that tough shit

'Fore you get smoked

Bitch coochie wet as fuck, I need a big boat

I got on big clothes, I got on big jeans

Ayy, I feel like Michael Jordan, I got six rings

I was just fifteen, that's ten years ago

This nigga mad his bitch fucked me, he tried to kill the ho

This nigga banned from Saks Fifth, he tried to steal a coat

This nigga standin' with his bitch, finna steal his ho, she mine now

I know a bitch was butt-ugly, she fine now

Now I remember it was rainin', but it shine now

It's my time now, pass me the ball

Took a step off the building blind-fold, I seen people fall

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