Old Hundreds

Future

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I got them old hundreds [x3]
Them new ones on the way. [x2]
Fish parkay,
Numb ya face when ya taste,
I got them old hundreds,
Them new ones on the way,
30k in the club,
Shit you wanna play,
I got them old hundreds,
Them new ones on the way

The money, the power, the cars, the little respect, got a '69 camaro 'round my muhfuckin' neck, but before you hit a plug, you use to call up your connect, you could tell i fuck i a fisha man i'm playin' with a check, got that money on my mind and it's easy to finesse, you got them racks on top on racks that fish parkayin' is the best, clark and cartier, oh yes, straight like chandelier oh yes, aquafina clear, oh yes, future outta here oh yes, i bought the face with me, you could bet a cake on it, got some old habits, ain't nuthin changed i'm still on it, spent so much on platinum, the kid shoulda been on it, put the money to ya nose, you could smell the dust on it

Got bands, got racks, got cash, got stacks, got cheese, got cheddar, got mula, got fetti, got pounds, got euros, got bacon, got scratch, move packs, flip packs, get cash get get it, get grants, get jets, get green, get lean, get franks, got macs wanna play? we ready, two stacks, three stacks, four stacks, twenty mil, twenty mil, forty mil we ready, got comma two, comma three, come and get llama get, llama gotta get a dog, gotta add up digits, few mixtail i'm too exquisite, parkay fish, you could try lil' fishes, all these hits until we spend a sack and since you know we did it, yeah we did it, too consistent, i stay with it, we don't do it for the fame all we want is guap, we don't do it for the bitches cause we been had blocks, get that cash, get that cash, want it off top, put that money to ya nose get some dust in it

In the club tippin' with the old money, cause i gotta keep the new money up in the safe, so i'm up in the vip givin' out old hundreds, you could see them muthafuckas bend around the way, out up on the block, the k-town with the hustla's, made it out south, goin' pier up after tier, made it to the bitches to the strip club, inside the thong go on here up after here, dirty money movin' around in the vicinity if everybody gotta get it they be up in it when they on the grind, this here my play money, some money i made before '09, if i see a nigga talkin' about i'm broke, i'm a tell a nigga man please, i'm still spendin' bucks from adrenline rush and my slow jam cheese, bank accounts don't freeze, cause the flow is too cold, my stacks don't fit in my pocket cause the dough is too old, niggas be tellin' everybody they be ballin' but they don't run it, new paper put up, because i got them old hundreds