Keri Hilson

Keri Hilson - Keep It 100 lyrics

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Ft. Young Thug

(Intro)

Mrs. Keri, baby

Mrs. Keri

Mrs. Keri, baby

(Let them boys know)

(Verse: Keri Hilson)

Ya can't treat me like no basic bitch

I'm Grade A approved & just face it

I don't think ya know who ya playing wit

I could have bettered yo image

Ya wasn't shit befo' I met ya

When I leave they gon' fo'get ya

I put ya onto that vintage

Chanel & Bulgari, Versace, Cavalli

Ya had so much potential though

Homie tell me, where did it go?

Now ya just fronting & acting

If ya ain't adding ya subtracting

(Interlude)

Ya mistaking me fo' somebody else

But see you're only fooling yoself

Ya ain't got nothing I want

I'm way betta wit ya gone

(Pre-Hook)

I was cool all by my lonesome, oh until ya came alone

Ya convinced me to be loyal while ya go do what ya want

If I did the same to ya, oh ya would tell me that I'm wrong

I ain't gon' lie, I would respect ya if ya knew to

(Hook)

Keep it 100 wit me (100!)

100, 100 (100, 100 wit me!)

Homie can ya keep it G? (G!)

100, 100 (100!)

Say that ya come from the streets (the streets!)

100, 100 (well keep it 100 then!)

Keep it 100 wit me (damn!)

100, 100 (100!)

(Verse 2: Keri Hilson)

Sometimes I feel you're worse than a bitch

Why ya be acting all scary?

If ya did it, ya did it, just say the shit

At least have the kahunas to tell me

Now ya watching from the outside

I can see ya, what ya looking at?

When ya was on the inside

I noticed how much ya was feeling yorself

Fuck ya & whoeva you're screwing

Don't care no more 'bout what you're doing

Hope she cheat on ya & leave ya ruined

I'm so turnt up cuz ya went & pissed me off

(Interlude)

(Pre-Hook)

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Young Thug)

I'ma keep this shit 100, damn

She the bomb like Osama, damn

Keep it real, I'ma let ya meet my momma

Don't care if ya blow it back like the condoes

All these 100s, niggas, only commas

Diamonds bright like the inside of a tungler

Keri think I'm Ben Franklin cuz I'm 100

Stack them Ms and live erry day like the summer

I'ma pull up kicking shit like I'm a punter

Catch me riding wit my dogs like a hunter

Keep ice on like a fucking penguin

Baby know I'm rock solid like the cement

I'll change seasons fo' no reason

I might fuck 'er and leave 'er if she don't...

(Hook)

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