Tyga ft. Chief Keef, A.E. - 100's Lyrics

Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the sack, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sand, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don't need no muhfuckin' money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin' Lamb'
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
'Cause I'm counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don't need no muhfuckin' money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it

Running up the set, throwing up the set, bitches on set (Yeah)
Got bitches in the hallway, dope in the stash, dope in the stash, horse in the back (Yeah)
That Ferrari just foreplay, nigga put the swag, nigga put the cash, nigga put the bag (yeah)
Everybody know me bitch, running up a check, running up a check
Patek's with the TEC if a nigga play me bitch
Nigga go dat way, nigga go dat way
Bitches come this way, bitches wanna kiss me
Turn a freeway to a speedrace (Skrr)
Don't be acting shit about the fam
Don't be reading shit in Daily Mail
I just closed a big deal, looking through my email, watch this shit sell like Adele

Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the sack, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sand, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don't need no muhfuckin' money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin' Lamb'
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
'Cause I'm counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don't need no muhfuckin' money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it

Bought that whip off the showroom (Skrr, skrr)
Yeah, she do the same things them hoes do
And that makes her a hoe too
I'mma bachelor, I ain't got no boo
So I be solo and Nobu
Drunk off the Sake and the Soju
Drop out, pull up in a old school (Ooh)
Drop out but I'm pulling drops out
Got my cock out like I told you
Heard the rumours 'bout you were so true
You thirsty and you ain't got no juice
And getting bread something that we toast to
Two girls asked me what I'm gon' do, I said both you

You don't know what we had to go through
All my day ones is my go-tos
Got my own show just to show you
I don't trust you as far as I can through you
Ch-ch-chop it up like Pro Tools
White diamonds dripping like '02
Niggas want beef but they Tofu
They like G.O.O.D. Music, baby that's a good move

Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the sack, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sand, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don't need no muhfuckin' money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin' Lamb'
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
'Cause I'm counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don't need no muhfuckin' money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it