笨小笨100 Spokes (Explicit)歌词由Luni Coleone&Mad Dog演唱，出自专辑《Luni Coleone Classics Volume One (Explicit)》，下面是《100 Spokes (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
100 Spokes (Explicit)歌词完整版
100 Spokes (Explicit) - Luni Coleone/Mad Dog
Composed by：Luni Coleone/Mad Dog
It's just me and my 100 spokes
It's just me and my 100 gettin' blown away
It's just me and my 100 spokes
It's just me and my 100 gettin' blown away
Unh well if you see me on the hundreds
It's me and my folks
Luni Coleone boy I ain't no joke
I'm at the touch of class kicken it VIP
Spittin game at your batch Coleone got G's
By the buck loads the young homey make scratch
Ridin' luxury cars fool you can't touch that
Puffin' OG on the highway doin it my way
Do dirt and get released like my name was OJ
All day we roll around gettin high
If you feel me young punk
Throw your smoke in the sky
I'm a real rapper with some thug mentality
Nina ross so my boss don't run up on me
They call me shotgun and my game remain high
Rollin' down the strip gettin lip from yo eye
It's Luni Coleone you best ask about me
My barber June-Nitty and my folks JT
It's just me and my 100 spokes
It's just me and my 100 gettin' blown away
If you see on my 100 spokes
It's just me and my 100 gettin' blown away
Baby girl look here
Yo boo what's your name
Whisper in your ear
To show you some more game
What's your thang for me
To get close to you
Oh got a man Happy
Well this is what your supposed to do
I'm tell you girl tryna share yo world
Like Mary J
Ask me late night sure-lay
I'm sure your down to play anyway
Your my little seee-cret
And that's the way we keep it
When we creepin' we creepin'
Your 'bout the flyest thing among us
No wonder it's Summer
Slide me your number
Keep it on the under in front of
Yah man godd**n
Wanna take my stand grab my hand
In the fork white sand
In a beautiful land
'Cause I can
If I had it my way
We'd be creepin'
Together sleepin'
Out for weekends
For real yo n***a know you cheatin'
Late night freakin'
Missy he see's you
When your peakin'
'Cause you lovin' the way
A brother treatin' beamin' d**n
If you see me my 100 spokes
It's just me and my 100 gettin' blown away
If you see me my 100 spokes
It's just me and my 100 gettin' blown away
Unh d**n preschool
Let's get this cash young homey
I'm down to ride
Do or die yeah it's Coleoney
Yes and liscous lucious
Busta's can't touch us
Me and lunasicc lovely
Facin the world was my mustly
Dusta busta quick
We remain top dogs
On some hundreds
Gettin' blunted we some LG hogs
Laced with pornofacation
Facin' incarceration
Shakin' undercover Haitians
In the touch of class blazin'
Yeah we makin' cash
While you hatin' real fast
Gettin' buck in the dust
Foot all on the gas
All on the gas
I guess I'm on the gas too
Just me and you thinkin' 'bout
The things to do after two
After two
Unh boy it's all good
California east fool
National Gaurds like Killer tay
Regulatin' the goods
My only problem is me baby mama
Scent of attraction baby been askin'
Have some straight drama
If you see me on a 100 spokes
It's just me and my 100 gettin' blown away
If you see me on a 100 spokes
It's just me and my 100 gettin' blown away
If you see me on a 100 spokes
It's just me and my 100 gettin' blown away
If you see me on a 100 spokes
It's just me and my 100 gettin' blown away
