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Correct Hundred Band Jug Lyrics
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[Intro: Lil Dude] Yeah Trapnanana Yeah [Chorus: Lil Dude] Hundred band jugg, I run up them racks Fuck on your bitch in some Gucci slacks I get to the money, I ain't new to that Pull up on your block with a stick and I'm shootin' that Hop in the booth, I ain't writin' no raps I'm straight out the trenches, these niggas be cap I'm the one who put the hood on the map Two tone Glock with a fifty attached Remember I used to serve the dummy pack I hopped in that foreign, it's no lookin' back These diamonds they dancin', doin' jumping jacks Your diamonds ain't dancin' bitch, take that shit back Uh, yeah, I'm on point just like Kyrie Dej loaf, bet a nigga won't come try me Two twin Glocks, yeah them bitches they Siamese Young nigga thuggin', was born in the nineties [Verse 1: Lil Dude] I get them bags in Toronto We whackin' shit just like Griselda Blanco I see the whole court like Rajon Rondo A young nigga took the draco in the Hummer We get out the pack, I ain't talkin' 'bout gumbo Luciano, yeah he numero uno Double back gang keep extendos This a dirty game, why you niggas keep playin' Nintendo Chopstick kick, make a nigga do the limbo Hop out the free car and it's a Benzo These niggas gettin' locked up for actin' mental The AR push off like instrumental They ain't let me in so I came through the window Everything a young nigga do monumental These niggas be tellin' but on they on pillow Keep me a Smith like Jaden and Willow I'm a real street nigga, man these niggas ain't right He told on his man, 12 gave him a Sprite I'm puttin' these niggas on ice We took all the bread 'cause he wouldn't give us a slice I'm still in the hood like fried rice Hoodrich bitch, nigga better get your bread right Catch me an opp, then you know this shit on sight Pull on your block then we hittin' the headlights, skrrt [Chorus: Lil Dude] Hundred band jugg, I run up them racks Fuck on your bitch in some Gucci slacks I get to the money, I ain't new to that Pull up on your block with a stick and I'm shootin' that Hop in the booth, I ain't writin' no raps I'm straight out the trenches, these niggas be cap I'm the one who put the hood on the map Two tone Glock with a fifty attached Remember I used to serve the dummy pack I hopped in that foreign, it's no lookin' back These diamonds they dancin', doin' jumping jacks Your diamonds ain't dancin' bitch, take that shit back Uh, yeah, I'm on point just like Kyrie Dej loaf, bet a nigga won't come try me Two twin Glocks, yeah them bitches they Siamese Young nigga thuggin', was born in the nineties [Verse 2: Fenix Flexin] Bitch I been ballin' like Irving I sip that codeine, don't fuck with the bourbon Niggas be talkin' but niggas ain't workin' I keep that chopper on me, that's for certain I poured a four up in my new [?] turban Bitch you hoeing, why you act like a virgin Gucci bag gon' hold the chop when I'm lurking Diamonds dancing, I'm so clean like detergent, ayy Niggas be talkin' 'bout politics I pull up on blocks with a lot of sticks He said he want smoke, we brought all of it Thirty round, fifty round, niggas be poppin' shit I just spent like twenty in Prada Hit up Neimans, then I fuck on your daughter Fenix Flexin, I been servin' the water I brought the pints through Canadian border [Chorus: Lil Dude] Hundred band jugg, I run up them racks Fuck on your bitch in some Gucci slacks I get to the money, I ain't new to that Pull up on your block with a stick and I'm shootin' that Hop in the booth, I ain't writin' no raps I'm straight out the trenches, these niggas be cap I'm the one who put the hood on the map Two tone Glock with a fifty attached Remember I used to serve the dummy pack I hopped in that foreign, it's no lookin' back These diamonds they dancin', doin' jumping jacks Your diamonds ain't dancin' bitch, take that shit back Uh, yeah, I'm on point just like Kyrie Dej loaf, bet a nigga won't come try me Two twin Glocks, yeah them bitches they Siamese Young nigga thuggin', was born in the nineties
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