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HDB (Hundred Dollar Bills) Video (MV)




Performed By: Jay-Oh
Language: English
Length: 3:19
Written by: Justin O'Neal




Jay-Oh - HDB (Hundred Dollar Bills) Lyrics




Ya ya
Ya ya
Dis that SC Muzik
Carolina Boy
Bout to show you what it do
Bout to show you what it do
Jay-Oh

Livin' day by day
I just want tomorrow
We ain't promised tomorrow
Guess what no sorrow
I'ma back and forth guy ya
I'ma get this money
You can count it up to ya
If you join my home team
Dats just what we do
SCMuzik we da crew
Killumbia the label
Ya we stackin racks too
F*ck around wit me
An I'ma show you what it do
Baby girl let me be the one
To take you to the moon

Hunnid dollar bills ya
Stack it to a mill
All my homies real ya
Skirt off in the whip
All I bag is tens
You know my bitch bad for real
She gone hold it down
Cause she know I keep it real

I be so faded
I be so faded
People call me crazy
Guess what I ain't lazy
I be on da grind
Got my business in my mind
I ain't really worried
Bout yo ass and what you say behind my back
I be on my track
I be reppin' South Cak
Muthaf*cka where you at
You ain't even been about
What you be saying in yo raps
Dat just how it make me feel
Knowin' you stuck in the past... Aye
Woke up one day had to get paid
Now I be hustlin'
People don't know what I been thru
I was just struggling
I will not stop till I'm on top
I keep on flossin'
People dey hate I don't relate
I just be ballin'
I be ballin' ya that really is my callin'
If you want it come and get it I be all in
They so jealous of me now
I'm bein' honest
Married to the game
I be bonded
Lets Go

I'm a boss
I'm a boss
I'ma Boss ya
I be up
I be up
I be up ya
I be lost
I be lost
In the sauce ya
I be turnin' up
You know what we throwin' up

Hunnid dollar bills ya
Stack it to a mill
All my homies real ya
Skirt off in the whip
All I bag is tens
You know my bitch bad for real
She gon hold it down
Cause she know I keep it real

Made it out the struggle
Now I'm worth a penny
Use to be alone ya
Caught up in my feelings
I was on my own
Now we rising thru the ceiling
Dat just how we ballin'
Everyday I work hard
Really I'm the next up
You could never flex wit us
Don't want you to mess up... Aye
Bitch I'm ballin' like Ginibli... Aye
No more goin' the the motions
Soarin' thru the sky
I be flying high
Ya I'm lookin' down on you muthaf*ckas yea
We be on
We be on
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English

Ya ya
Ya ya
Dis that SC Muzik
Carolina Boy
Bout to show you what it do
Bout to show you what it do
Jay-Oh

Livin' day by day
I just want tomorrow
We ain't promised tomorrow
Guess what no sorrow
I'ma back and forth guy ya
I'ma get this money
You can count it up to ya
If you join my home team
Dats just what we do
SCMuzik we da crew
Killumbia the label
Ya we stackin racks too
F*ck around wit me
An I'ma show you what it do
Baby girl let me be the one
To take you to the moon

Hunnid dollar bills ya
Stack it to a mill
All my homies real ya
Skirt off in the whip
All I bag is tens
You know my bitch bad for real
She gone hold it down
Cause she know I keep it real

I be so faded
I be so faded
People call me crazy
Guess what I ain't lazy
I be on da grind
Got my business in my mind
I ain't really worried
Bout yo ass and what you say behind my back
I be on my track
I be reppin' South Cak
Muthaf*cka where you at
You ain't even been about
What you be saying in yo raps
Dat just how it make me feel
Knowin' you stuck in the past... Aye
Woke up one day had to get paid
Now I be hustlin'
People don't know what I been thru
I was just struggling
I will not stop till I'm on top
I keep on flossin'
People dey hate I don't relate
I just be ballin'
I be ballin' ya that really is my callin'
If you want it come and get it I be all in
They so jealous of me now
I'm bein' honest
Married to the game
I be bonded
Lets Go

I'm a boss
I'm a boss
I'ma Boss ya
I be up
I be up
I be up ya
I be lost
I be lost
In the sauce ya
I be turnin' up
You know what we throwin' up

Hunnid dollar bills ya
Stack it to a mill
All my homies real ya
Skirt off in the whip
All I bag is tens
You know my bitch bad for real
She gon hold it down
Cause she know I keep it real

Made it out the struggle
Now I'm worth a penny
Use to be alone ya
Caught up in my feelings
I was on my own
Now we rising thru the ceiling
Dat just how we ballin'
Everyday I work hard
Really I'm the next up
You could never flex wit us
Don't want you to mess up... Aye
Bitch I'm ballin' like Ginibli... Aye
No more goin' the the motions
Soarin' thru the sky
I be flying high
Ya I'm lookin' down on you muthaf*ckas yea
We be on
We be on
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Writer: Justin O'Neal
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