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YG]
100 bottles in the club for no
Niggas start trippin' bow, dope fiendin'
100 bottles in the for no reason
Niggas start trippin' boom bow, dope
100 bottles in the for no reason
100 in the club, 100 bottles in the club for no reason
Niggas start trippin' bow, dope fiendin'

[Verse 1:
I'm in that (?) smokin' like a
(?) so loud soundin' a Harley
(?) in my hand but it a phony
get shot then it ain't a party
Versace on my feet, Versace on my
I'm at the road dealer, I don't need
And the shit that I'm packin' make the melt
(?) ridin' on the seatbelt
My doors up backwards, no way
No use like you still fuck with Jose
(?) got some bad bitches with my Fungsway
So rose gold, got thorns on it
Half a million car for no reason
And we keep the clubs full the Four Seasons

YG]

[Verse 2: Hu$$le]
ball on you niggas, I'm takin' all of they bitches
Now they see they can't be us, try to fly with us
No facade my nigga, I'm zero nigga
Over two things, my folks and economy
Niggas gotta be kiddin', don't ever challenge me
Got a fucked up ass temper, I'd kill 'em
And I the one to start it but I'd prolly finish
If I don't send him to the grave then probably the dentist
Look ya'll niggas prolly listen
All I'm speakin' is shit, I should start a religion
Ya'll lookin' like ya'll all on your
you see us in the club, all these bottles and bitches
Fuck it, I got money for the case, I got for the ace
I got money for an eighth, I got in the safe
'Bout to pull it out and drop on the (?)

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3: RJ]
They call me R
If you with your you should cuff her
I saw my momma I'mma need feet
Cause these bitches want pictures, niggas want somethin'
Still got a lil raw in my lowkey
Slow poke, Joe Clark, nigga on me
Crushin' codeine, I be flirtin' with the fuego
100 bottles, even see the table
Dope fiend, a nigga out the label
Put you on the set or I can put you on the
Hanging off the roof like what's up that bitch
Suckin' me and (?), you in love with that bitch
Niggas die for a lick, till we equal
I made it out the but it's still (?) Pedro
I'm (?)