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100 Million (Main)

Dis for da hood, Dis for da ghetto

Dis for all dem niggas gettin' dat money

Dat cash money, Dat 100 million dollar money

We got money

We da bestRidin' big, gettin' mine

Two microwaves flip a brick at a time

Bandanna on da handle ready for da whip

When I wear da whitest soft watch it disappear

I disappear in da middle of da night

When I reappear bet da boss look so bright

Fo life, dough boy, More strikes, O boy

We ridin' low, Gettin' high

80 round drum let ya know da time

When you see da Maybachs nigga know its mine

Ridin' on da 2 4's runnin' ahead of my time

Watch runnin' from kind, anotha' one on my mind

Phone bill 4 grand get ya ho in da line

In da hood ho niggas act funny

Only real niggas really get to touch cash money[Chorus]

I smell a lot of 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars, 100 million dollars

And I came from da ghetto (ghetto), and I came from da ghetto (ghetto)

If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up

If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up

If ya ghettoEveryday a new whip hommie, So you know I gets my shine on

Flip after we flip hommie, So you know I gets my grind on

Birdman daddy, Pullin' up in dat brand new Cadi

Got money, livin' lavish, Got bitches, shippin' baggage

Move dem thangs, Get dem thangs, Switch dat lane

Get dat chains, Flip dem thangs, Get yo money hommie do yo thang

See I got em like 10 times, spend money got em like 10 times

Flip dat got em like 10 times, Got money like 10 more times nigga[Chorus]I'm from da ghetto, da bottoms, da hood, da slums

There's money out here, we just tryin' to get some

Cool like Dre nigga, A like K

When ya talk about me you better watch what ya say

Don't ever keep dem thangs where ya lay

Cuz dem pussy ass niggas show da folks where ya stay

Ya thought he was ya dawg, said he was a G

Sounds like anotha' code feeling to me

Niggas move sloppy and I really don't like it

Fuck around and get everybody indicted

Saw dis shit commin', you woulda thought I was a psychic

F**k around go dead broke tryin' to fight itI, I, I all nighted, I every dayed it

And when it comes to my dues, I over payed it

Rated hood bitch, bitch I'm hood bitch

I ain't a asshole, but I'm on some hood shit

I wish I would switch, I don't know how

Blood gang swarm like a red ant pile

Mean mug, like I can't smile

Like my grill big, cost me a hundred thou'[Chorus]Cash Money Millionaires,

Cash Money Billionaires,

Cash Money Trillionaires

We rich, We ain't neva gone stop, Neva

We got money nigga

Songwriters

ROBERTS, WILLIAM / WILLIAMS, B / LYON, ANDRE / VALENZANO, MARCELLO / JENKINS, JAY / CARTER, DWAYNEPublished by

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