Lyrics:
wavy like the current be
I'm currently cranking Curren$y
Tryna strike a deal
So currently counting currency, not quitting till I touch a hundred mil
Yeah, yeah
112
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I remix a brick and I flip it again and I double back, park the blue whip by the Ritz
These people lack loyalty,
he gives me a reason
I just bought a hoe a purse, and got her cheesing
See this .40 through the rips in these jeans
Send a hundred shots in his back
grab hold of they gun
They need hundreds of dollars but
They're holding the one
A single, while their children are hypnotized
By hard price commercial
Y'all must've forgot, speakin' demeanors that
Roy Jones could agree with, me and my niggas
Undefeated, You need a remix, lux CD with tons of features
President."
"Wondering how and why Marilyn Monroe died."
"Something has happened in the motorcade. President Kennedy died at 1:00 p.m. Central Standard
We don't need ten thousand men
Just give me that three hundred
Jesus Christ He be the king
For him we gone be running
Running running
We don't need
like marbles) collects diamonds
(The remix)
Ayo, add on son
Politic for the real ones
Yo, we gettin' knots, like stockbrokers who own Marriott's
and beyond reason
Experience will be our best teacher guided by the sages
It's six hundred thirteen ways
To peruse this maze of life
We meditate
show me the light i want to fly higher than flights
I am an eagle i live in the sky the weed that we smoking is taking me high
Heading to heaven Im
I wanna go
Show me the ropes
Tell me where to go
Take me to heaven
Came out the trenches
But thank God he saves
Seeking forgiveness
We praise him
I’m tired of losing sleep over you (Over you)
Got me in my dreams
Is where I see us two (Us two)
Baby, keep it one hundred
Have to keep it true (Keep
though.
I’m nice but my hood is on 100 when flame-throw.
Tonic got the antidote; I don’t need no status quo.
I can see Nirvana, seventh heaven when I
My bitch bouncing like a bunny got 100 grams to sell
Flip a pack back to back is this heaven or is it hell
Loud pack in backwood you getting that new
destiny
We were made in the image from the heavens above
We're the physical manifestation of love
We are star people
We have traveled to a hundred million
destiny
We were made in the image from the heavens above
We're the physical manifestation of love
We are star people
We have traveled to a hundred million
filters while I count these Hundred dollar bills.
She be sexy in some leggings wearing sneakers or some heels.
And her body straight from heaven for her
He told me I can have it all
Well not direct, I mean he told me from afar
And as he opened up the doors to 100 thousand awes
Iit was loud enough
Mr. wipe down ya heard me Foxx-a-million
This one be the remix!
Badazz, Savage live, Fox-a-million
Man you already know what it is ya heard me
We
One hundred of satan's angels, somehow they lost to the heaven
And what a helluva party, they had over there
Two hundred skin winged demons, they
the Heaven and the Earth"
Now that's big, to cross our galaxy, which is the Milky Way
It'll take you two hundred thousand years, if you're traveling
Yo
You know the posse's all together, see how it go
(What?)
Watch
Yo
Come on
Shit be crazy when we slide
Heaven is a ghetto, keep a angel by
And I don't wanna say what I'm going through
Spent a hundred days in a RV tomb
Black lights, strobing on, neon life
I was young
Power of the sub
through.
I stay, I pray
See you in heaven far away.
I stay, I pray
See you in heaven one day.
Four a.m. in the morning,
Carried away by a moonlight
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