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100 Grand Video (MV)




Performed By: Kid Lit Music
Length: 3:50
Written by: Michael Romeo




Kid Lit Music - 100 Grand Lyrics
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Gucci gang getting litty on the the gram
(Lil' Pump)
Pootie Tang feeling pretty as a thang
(Real Stunt)
Bang bang shoot 'em up with the wang
Alexander on my body, body odi with the bang
This attire, you inquire to acquire
Real fire, got you singing like the choir
Hit the key, pass the key to my Jeep
Beep beep, I ignite it with the heat
Front seat head rocking to the beat
Trick or treat as we cruising down the street
Hit the drum till my hand feeling numb
Woke it up, no more numb in the thumb
Just hit another grand f*cking with the gram
Posing pussy for the picture make a nigga say goddamn
Make you laugh, giggles flowing out the dam
Jim Belushi for the coochie, I'm the def to your jam
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
Sitting real handsome, in the phantom
With the magnum, Collect the ransom
Got your bitch dancing, to the anthem
Another bitch glancing, my direction she advancing
Always ride clean, with the queen, thats the dream
Got my team in the beam, that's the theme what you mean?
Bundle up the paper, like a ream and a scheme
Counting all the cash, put the lean on the green
Feeling like Bryan Tanaka, whoa!
Looking for Mariah to count the dough
Send the cash app baby, you know your role
Tryna stack it up, that is the goal
If you don't got the coin, go take a stroll
I'm shopping at Fifth, wont shop at Kohl's
Looking for the money to make me whole
But you won't get me to sell my soul
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
Wait till you see my rrrah
Wait till you see my rrrah
Wait till you see my rrrah
Ima beat that kitty up
Hey how you doing little kitty
Lemme whisper in your ear
Pretty purr, yeah something you might like to hear
You got a sexy lil body, and it feel real soft
Elevator press the PH, cuz we headed to the loft
You know you f*cking with the best, and they call me the man
Never put me to the test, cuz you know I can (know I can)
Yeah It was a one night stand, and now she a fan
Do a drive-by like van
Do a drive-by like van
Do a drive-by like van
Do a drive-by like van
Ima beat that kitty up
Wait till you see my rrrah
Wait till you see my rrrah
Wait till you see my rrrah
Ima beat that kitty up
Ima beat that kitty up
Ima beat that kitty up
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Gucci gang getting litty on the the gram
(Lil' Pump)
Pootie Tang feeling pretty as a thang
(Real Stunt)
Bang bang shoot 'em up with the wang
Alexander on my body, body odi with the bang
This attire, you inquire to acquire
Real fire, got you singing like the choir
Hit the key, pass the key to my Jeep
Beep beep, I ignite it with the heat
Front seat head rocking to the beat
Trick or treat as we cruising down the street
Hit the drum till my hand feeling numb
Woke it up, no more numb in the thumb
Just hit another grand f*cking with the gram
Posing pussy for the picture make a nigga say goddamn
Make you laugh, giggles flowing out the dam
Jim Belushi for the coochie, I'm the def to your jam
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
Sitting real handsome, in the phantom
With the magnum, Collect the ransom
Got your bitch dancing, to the anthem
Another bitch glancing, my direction she advancing
Always ride clean, with the queen, thats the dream
Got my team in the beam, that's the theme what you mean?
Bundle up the paper, like a ream and a scheme
Counting all the cash, put the lean on the green
Feeling like Bryan Tanaka, whoa!
Looking for Mariah to count the dough
Send the cash app baby, you know your role
Tryna stack it up, that is the goal
If you don't got the coin, go take a stroll
I'm shopping at Fifth, wont shop at Kohl's
Looking for the money to make me whole
But you won't get me to sell my soul
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
When I look on the Gram
When I look on the Gram
I want a hun-nuh-ned grand
Wait till you see my rrrah
Wait till you see my rrrah
Wait till you see my rrrah
Ima beat that kitty up
Hey how you doing little kitty
Lemme whisper in your ear
Pretty purr, yeah something you might like to hear
You got a sexy lil body, and it feel real soft
Elevator press the PH, cuz we headed to the loft
You know you f*cking with the best, and they call me the man
Never put me to the test, cuz you know I can (know I can)
Yeah It was a one night stand, and now she a fan
Do a drive-by like van
Do a drive-by like van
Do a drive-by like van
Do a drive-by like van
Ima beat that kitty up
Wait till you see my rrrah
Wait till you see my rrrah
Wait till you see my rrrah
Ima beat that kitty up
Ima beat that kitty up
Ima beat that kitty up
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Michael Romeo
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, O/B/O DistroKid


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