100s Lyrics
"Fuckin Around"
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[Hook]
I think it's time I let you know
That it's time I let you go
Bitch don't come around here no mo'
Ooo, I just can't get with you
If you ain't got nothing for me
Then bitch you don't mean nothing to me
Countin' money, I be lovin' the sound
Oh yeah nigga then we ain't be fuckin' around
Fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuckin' around
We ain't fuckin' around
Fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuckin' around
We ain't fuckin' around
[Verse 1]
Hand out the window when the 'Lac came
It's the mack mayne, and he fly like a motherfuckin' bat wing
All to me, cause she tryna make the mack rang
Callin me, cause she wanna get the bad thang
Bitch you got a 9 to 5
Boulevard or driveway ride? Whatchu drive?
See that Sub-D what get 'em all like that
Whatchu think this is? You think I hit 'em all like that?
She know I lick, rub, and fuck her ass. Right?
That's what she feel when the stare come
She said 100s but I love yo ass
But that ain't gon' get my hair done
[Hook]
I think it's time I let you know
That it's time I let you go
Bitch, don't come around here no mo'
Ooo I just can't get with you
If you ain't got nothing for me
Than bitch you don't mean nothing to me
Countin' money, I be loving the sound
Oh yeah nigga then we ain't be fuckin' around
[Verse 2]
See the bitch came through tryna hang with me
The bitch came through tryna swang with me
I need the finer things, if not oh well
Chez Panisse, Claremont Hotel
Never let the coat drag
Peelin' out a ho pad
Nigga where it come from?
Out a ho's bag
R.I.P. but nah it ain't enough for me
Motherfuck the judge, fuck the jury, and the police
Uh, the bitch took me on a light splurge
Jive nigga had to tell her bye nigga
Who said the best things in life are free?
Must of never met a motherfucker like me
[Hook]
I think it's time I let you know
That it's time I let you go
Bitch, don't come around here no mo'
Ooo I just can't get with you
If you ain't got nothing for me
Than bitch you don't mean nothing to me
Countin' money, I be loving the sound
Oh yeah nigga then we ain't be fuckin' around
Fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuckin' around
We ain't fuckin' around
Fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuckin' around
We ain't fuckin' around
Fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuckin' around
We ain't fuckin' around
Fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuckin' around
We ain't fuckin' around
I think it's time I let you know
That it's time I let you go
Bitch don't come around here no mo'
Ooo, I just can't get with you
If you ain't got nothing for me
Then bitch you don't mean nothing to me
Countin' money, I be lovin' the sound
Oh yeah nigga then we ain't be fuckin' around
Fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuckin' around
We ain't fuckin' around
Fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuckin' around
We ain't fuckin' around
[Verse 1]
Hand out the window when the 'Lac came
It's the mack mayne, and he fly like a motherfuckin' bat wing
All to me, cause she tryna make the mack rang
Callin me, cause she wanna get the bad thang
Bitch you got a 9 to 5
Boulevard or driveway ride? Whatchu drive?
See that Sub-D what get 'em all like that
Whatchu think this is? You think I hit 'em all like that?
She know I lick, rub, and fuck her ass. Right?
That's what she feel when the stare come
She said 100s but I love yo ass
But that ain't gon' get my hair done
[Hook]
I think it's time I let you know
That it's time I let you go
Bitch, don't come around here no mo'
Ooo I just can't get with you
If you ain't got nothing for me
Than bitch you don't mean nothing to me
Countin' money, I be loving the sound
Oh yeah nigga then we ain't be fuckin' around
[Verse 2]
See the bitch came through tryna hang with me
The bitch came through tryna swang with me
I need the finer things, if not oh well
Chez Panisse, Claremont Hotel
Never let the coat drag
Peelin' out a ho pad
Nigga where it come from?
Out a ho's bag
R.I.P. but nah it ain't enough for me
Motherfuck the judge, fuck the jury, and the police
Uh, the bitch took me on a light splurge
Jive nigga had to tell her bye nigga
Who said the best things in life are free?
Must of never met a motherfucker like me
[Hook]
I think it's time I let you know
That it's time I let you go
Bitch, don't come around here no mo'
Ooo I just can't get with you
If you ain't got nothing for me
Than bitch you don't mean nothing to me
Countin' money, I be loving the sound
Oh yeah nigga then we ain't be fuckin' around
Fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuckin' around
We ain't fuckin' around
Fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuckin' around
We ain't fuckin' around
Fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuckin' around
We ain't fuckin' around
Fuckin' around, fuckin' around, fuckin' around
We ain't fuckin' around