Paul Wall - One Hundred lyrics

rate me

When you up, you up

And when you down, you down

But when you fall off

Just peep out who still come around

And ain't too many gon' hold you down

When you down and not on ya luck

But I'm a be right by your side

Even when that road get rough

I keep it cool when the streetz is hott

And all your friends that soon forgot

They leavin you all alone to rott

But I'll be there till you back on top

I'm down with ya with no strings

No matter what, one hundred I'm willin to feed

I'm gettin that paper to feed my krew

And no matter what you goin through

I'm stayin true...

I know you been searchin for someone

To keep it one hundred

So tired of mixed love and bullshit

And keep keepin it comin

Damn right he came up from nothin

But now he's got money

And he's feedin his people

And now ain't one of 'em gon' ever go hungry

Uhh...

I represent Mo' City until the day I die

I speak the truth even when I say a lie

Even lil babys know better than to play with I

Would be to lost and never found to say bye bye

Ya'll already know I got alot of evil in me

But I got alot of that love shit too

Cause I promise I'm in love with my ride

And I'm in love with what it's sittin on

Bitch and my paints so blue

Thanks to Paul Wall

You already know I got love for ya bro

My cup empty yo cup

If you less pour some mo

My nigga T-faris and J-dawg

And even my old school nigga Fuck

When they show us hate

We gon' show 'em back love

Now but last year would've been a different scene

But I'm a let you make it

Cause I'm really tryna keep it one hundred

So stay the fuck away from me please!

I know you been searchin for someone

To keep it one hundred

So tired of mixed love and bullshit

And keep keepin it comin

Damn right he came up from nothin

But now he's got money

And he's feedin his people

And now ain't one of 'em gon' ever go hungry

Homie I'm different like a alien

Driven in that mothership

It's black it's midnight

I'm sittin high up on that numbers list

Went from all this paper rain but now I'm never drowsy

They talk but I can't even hear the way

They wisper 'bout me

Even if they doubt me haters I'm off limits

Blowin cake

Ohh yea I make desert for a livin

So many times I swear I spare my last one hundred

Like a grade in the class

Now that's extra credit

I know you been searchin for someone

To keep it one hundred

So tired of mixed love and bullshit

And keep keepin it comin

Damn right he came up from nothin

But now he's got money

And he's feedin his people

And now ain't one of 'em gon' ever go hungry