LYRICS:
Ya ya
100 100
It's the V
Ay

Hundred hands in
Hundred bands in
Hundred points can't stop me

Got a hundred moves and a
hundred styles wearin'
loui vatton on my body

Won a hundred times
Then a hundred more
Got a crew and they all copy

ay 
Hundred hands in
Hundred bands in
Hundred points can't stop me


Rappin' I kill the game
Takin' my shots at fame
hundred times up in the air

Made for this shit
I be makin this hit
While I'm high asf brotha I swear

When you see me again
Legend is walkin' in
Straight up beast and I know it ain't fair

I got the power of 
zues in my top
wave my money like "Naw I don't care" ay 

Hundred hands in
Hundred bands in
Hundred points can't stop me

Got a hundred moves and a
hundred styles wearin'
loui vatton on my body

Won a hundred times
Then a hundred more
Got a crew and they all copy

ay 
Hundred hands in
Hundred bands in
Hundred points can't stop me

You can't stand bein' next to me
Shawty she be sextin' me
I'm the one who's next ya see
Music sounds like ecstasy

I keep my eye on the top
Wait for this money to pop
Arrestin' this beat like a cop
Soakin' you up like a mop

You got a problem I'm the solution
Fillin' the air like I'm a polution
You actin' strange, like hella confusin'
Can't comprehend the path I be choosin' 
All of my shot's they hit and I'll prove it
Using technique and timing and movement
I take Pop, HipHop and Rap and I fuse it
I like to ball I don't care if I lose it

Hundred hands in
Hundred bands in
Hundred points can't stop me

Got a hundred moves and a
hundred styles wearin'
loui vatton on my body

Won a hundred times
Then a hundred more
Got a crew and they all copy

ay 
Hundred hands in
Hundred bands in
Hundred points can't stop me

Hundred hands in
Hundred bands in
Hundred points can't stop me

Got a hundred moves and a
hundred styles wearin'
loui vatton on my body

Won a hundred times
Then a hundred more
Got a crew and they all copy

ay 
Hundred hands in
Hundred bands in
Hundred points can't stop me

100 Points

LAYDOWN

Written By: Michael Conover

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I got cheese and dope, ready to explode!
I need more gimme the mic 
Let it rip, shut it down 

You talkin' trash? Man, your whole style make me sick 
Tried to step up, thought they had a lane 
(What? What?)

All you rappers think your special, when you doing the same 
My tracks hit harder, cuttin' through the pain (Coo-Coo)

Used to beg for minutes, now I own the clock 
One night with me, that pussy gon’ pop
(What? What?)

Shut it down! Yeah, the whole damn show!
Ain't no second chances, nowhere left to go! 
I'm the last one standing, you already know
Yuh 
Yuh

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