笨小笨100 or Nun (Explicit)歌词由Kenny Mason&Tony Shhnow演唱，出自专辑《6 (Explicit)》，下面是《100 or Nun (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
100 or Nun (Explicit)歌词完整版
100 or Nun (explicit) - Kenny Mason/Tony Shhnow
Lyrics by：edwin Green/edward Maclin Cooper III/Carrington Wilson
Composed by：edwin Green/edward Maclin Cooper III/Carrington Wilson
Coupe
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
You don't need none
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
I'm back in the six on nine ****
Ride with that pistol on my hip
Started to notice your vibe switched
Started to notice your side switched
Soon as my bank account size did
My name ringing bells and you chimed in
I'm straight out of Hell with that fire
She straight out of Heaven divine
I just fell in love with a bi chick
In love with the fact that she like chicks
In love with that a*s and them thighs hips
Eyes lips and way that her mind built
I might buy the building for just us
Just to show you how different that I'm built
'Cause back when a **** was **** up
You was by me when I couldn't buy ****
I might ride with my brother to buy zips
I might ride with my brother to fire ****
I might ride with that cutter to slice ****
Whole time you the one on my mind
On the side where they makin' them pies flip
On the side every age above nine killed
On the side where I gotta keep my eyes peeled
You the number one prize in my eyes
Yeah yeah it's a hundred or none
Give a **** what a **** n***a say
She the one that I want
I got ninety-nine problems
But it's a hundred or none
Give a **** what a **** n***a say
She the one that I want
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
You don't need nothin'
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
I think this that one in my dreams
Pour Act' on the scene and my jewelry go skeets
If you think I'm conceited
You should meet my *****
I enter with two 'cause I don't like to pick
I don't care what you say
They both my *******
I might tell a joke
But I can't tell a lie
My ***** too conceited
She only know bi
It's cold on the street
My dog sleep with that fire
If your eyes don't sit wide
Then it's slim on this side
I'm plug motivation
This street 101
I talk to myself
Y'all ain't talking 'bout nothin'
I didn't get her number
I know she the one
I ain't the jealous type
I let my ***** **** my other *****
I hug the money
She cuddle my wrist
Barehanded
Been beatin' the block
I got cuts on my fists
We shoot with precision
She miss me but no I can't miss
Yeah yeah it's a hundred or none
Give a **** what a **** n***a say
She the one that I want
I got ninety-nine problems
But it's a hundred or none
Give a **** what a **** n***a say
She the one that I want
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
You don't need none
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
Coupe
