[Intro: Dave East]
I just made a hundred
I just made a hundred
I just made a hundred
[Chorus: Dave East]
I just made a hundred
This bitch get annoying, on God, I'm changin' my number
I'm a rich nigga that came from the gutter
I don't feel this perc, I'ma take me another
After we fuck, I'm unable to cuddle
Right back to the money, you know how I play it
I'm not your boyfriend, I don't know what you sayin'
Lyin' on my name, you know what you sayin'
[Verse 1: Dave East]
In and out the streets, they treat me like royalty
These bitches cannot spell 'loyalty'
I dropped a bag on my lawyer fee
Way before these engineers was recordin' me
Sorry boo, can't give you all of me
Pardon me, you just want me 'cause I'm hot
When I was dead broke couldn't get you to stop
Now that I'm on you done turned to a thot, why?
I started off with a pot
Picked up the backend and went got me a spot
Head on a swivel, I know niggas plot
I'm checkin' every car that slide through the block
Five-fifty with the S in the front
I just got the best head of the month
Saved her number under "Man-eater"
And I ain't get her from the 'Gram neither
Caught her in traffic, she bent it over like she teachin' yoga
Or she used to be in gymnastics
Either way I cannot pass it, I'm bringing cash in
She wanna FaceTime and text, I just want some neck
I ain't got respect
Hit it on the couch, hit it on the steps
Put it in your mouth, I'ma make a mess
I just made a hundred
I just made a hundred
I just made a hundred
[Chorus: Dave East]
I just made a hundred
This bitch get annoying, on God, I'm changin' my number
I'm a rich nigga that came from the gutter
I don't feel this perc, I'ma take me another
After we fuck, I'm unable to cuddle
Right back to the money, you know how I play it
I'm not your boyfriend, I don't know what you sayin'
Lyin' on my name, you know what you sayin'
[Verse 1: Dave East]
In and out the streets, they treat me like royalty
These bitches cannot spell 'loyalty'
I dropped a bag on my lawyer fee
Way before these engineers was recordin' me
Sorry boo, can't give you all of me
Pardon me, you just want me 'cause I'm hot
When I was dead broke couldn't get you to stop
Now that I'm on you done turned to a thot, why?
I started off with a pot
Picked up the backend and went got me a spot
Head on a swivel, I know niggas plot
I'm checkin' every car that slide through the block
Five-fifty with the S in the front
I just got the best head of the month
Saved her number under "Man-eater"
And I ain't get her from the 'Gram neither
Caught her in traffic, she bent it over like she teachin' yoga
Or she used to be in gymnastics
Either way I cannot pass it, I'm bringing cash in
She wanna FaceTime and text, I just want some neck
I ain't got respect
Hit it on the couch, hit it on the steps
Put it in your mouth, I'ma make a mess
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