Issue No 125 Hundreds I Had A Dream Lyrics


Hundreds (I Had a Dream) by Issue No. 125

(Hook)
I take a hundred on my fit and it's my hundreds
I'll do whatever for them hundreds on them hundreds
I spend them racks on my homies but they 100
I paint it black but all my hundreds they blue hundreds
Keep it 1000, I'm 1000, I'm 10 hundreds
Run hundreds extremely up and still don't act funny
I'm a dream chaser, I'm chasin nothing else but money
I'm a dream chaser and I had a dream bout money

(Verse)
I bought that brand new whip from Rackman and I went and saw my bitch
But she said that make her pussy wet well girl come ride this dick
I'm the type to fuck yo hoe, I won't even lock her in
Let you fuck a nigga good, I don't call her, I call her friend
I got it in by the 20 bottle, 10 I done been
I want Perrier with my niggas but some bottle I'mma spend
Cus they go hard for me
Got niggas on call, still spending that hard money
And I know, shit all my niggas one hundo
Touchdown when the money is the come flow
North side, south side, niggas cutthroat
Wrong time, outside, at yo front do
Fuck hoes, getting money, we don't love those
You ain't come for the money, what'd you come for?
Got a 7th in the Sprite but I want mo
500 for the car, hoe, all the ice, pull up!

(Hook)
I take a hundred on my fit and it's my hundreds
I'll do whatever for them hundreds on them hundreds
I spend them racks on my homies but they 100
I paint it black but all my hundreds they blue hundreds
Keep it 1000, I'm 1000, I'm 10 hundreds
Run hundreds extremely up and still don't act funny
I'm a dream chaser, I'm chasin nothing else but money
I'm a dream chaser and I had a dream bout money

(Verse)
I'm a project breakin on PJ
And my PJ came out the PJ
Bitch you wanna suck me up, that's a survey
Me a nigga and yo bitch, that's a threeway
Roll it up, don't smoke it, this persay
Run into my boys don't pursue
Every time a nigga leave out the house got bands on me and I'm feelin myself like a nice guy
Hipidi dipidi dot
I run a Benzo to the stars
You better watch whoever mob
But any man take no mo
I got these bitches in a jar
I keep me some racks in a jar
I pull up not here, I'm fresh as a casket,
Came from the dead like I'm married

Only got choppas and I buy rounds by the hundreds
Choppa a make a nigga learn, call it funny
Actin like of these W's boy you done with
I take a nap and I give a rack cus I'm done rich

(Hook)
I take a hundred on my fit and it's my hundreds
I'll do whatever for them hundreds on them hundreds
I spend them racks on my homies but they 100
I paint it black but all my hundreds they blue hundreds
Keep it 1000, I'm 1000, I'm 10 hundreds
Run hundreds extremely up and still don't act funny
I'm a dream chaser, I'm chasin nothing else but money
I'm a dream chaser and I had a dream bout money

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