Keep It 100 lyrics

by

Ludacris


Cup half empty, feeling myself
All this fire, think a n*gga gon' melt
Back of the club, no lights over here
Just a couple real n*ggas and dykes over here
I’m sittin' on the couch like I’m sittin' on the world
Throwin' money while you n*ggas catchin' feelings like a girl
N-G-A-F, middle finger to your face
Got bread in the bank and the toast on the waist
Ball hard n*gga, you ain't playin' with a rookie
Eatin' over here if you smell what I’m cookin'
Chain so heavy, leave a n*gga with a hickey
Lost my mind but the whole team winnin'
Shots goin' 'round, can’t block nobody
It’s West Side in this b*tch, la di da di
Kill the scene 'til the whole thing bodied
Ain’t nothing but a hobby

Keep it 100
Can’t stop now, even though I see red in my eyes
Head to the sky
Tryin' to decide if I want Patron or Ciroc
I swear these problems are mine
Raised in the 'hood, never had no problems
Just last year, n*gga, made it from the bottom
Celebrate everyday they could've got us
With a cup in my hand like a baby with a bottle
Gone off everything, pour me somethin'
Ready for the action, know we stuntin'
F-K-I, motherf*cker, keep drummin'
I don’t keep hoes, but I keep it 100
Keep it 100
I said keep it 100
Okay, right off top, I’m stoned as a motherf*cker
Neck full of rocks, no clones in this motherf*cker
Hot like me, need ice in the oven mitten
Try one, them n*ggas, they won't listen
I’m gone! Can’t stop, on a mission
Gettin' paid in full, n*gga, money mission
Don’t play by the rules, did I mention?
But I bet I'll make a broke n*gga pay attention
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