Chris Brown - Section One Hundred Billion lyrics

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Chris Brown - Section One Hundred Billion lyrics

[Verse 1: HoodyBaby] I don’t know how to do this sh** I wake up and just do this sh** HoodyBaby, I’m too legit I’m the Boss, I made Hugo quit I pull up in a 2 door whip Make you go sick Flip a brick, kick a brick That judo sh** My n***as is serious You n***as delirious No stoppin’ us, period I live at the dealership Angry, a n***a rich We want the bigger fish Choppin’ ’til I chop with the mafia Ask in my section, we popular Popavich, we poppin’ shots [Verse 2: Inch] Pull up with the OHB, I mean war I mean war, big russ war Big russ wanna lick down your car See me with the gang, better know that squad [Verse 3: Young Lo] If these n***as talkin’ reckless, see ’em on my necklace 100 round drum, n***as gon’ respect us Mob ties, yeah I’m heavy with these accents Hit the UK, I’m mobbin’ with the Section Out here ballin’ since a adolescent I was 15 when I start finessin’ Told a teacher f** her math lesson I was juggin’ through the whole cla** session [Verse 4: Swift] Trap money, I’m a trapper My young boy was a Rihanna Flash a blockia like a camera Slap slap, that’s the hammer Count grand to my nana’s s**y s**y, from [?] [Verse 5: Section Boyz] I ain’t endin’ a pa**er Pa** up if I catch a brack, you go back up Get me down, I get back up Yo mi casa es su casa [Verse 6: Sleeks] 6 man in the van, that’s gang in the pan That’s maceroni and pasta Bring a n***a from a [?] Girl climb on, know you want a ladder [Verse 7: Littlez] And keep climbin’ Cause she a bad b**h with her manner I know a mad man with a dagger That says, “f** feds and they camera” Trappin’, pick up a brick Rip it in bits, gone I’m really livin’ this sh** Pick up a stick You could see smoke like a bong [Verse 8: Section Boyz] Peng peng, wanna get groovy Man I turn your girl to a groupie Go ratchet tings too bougie With a big booty and b**bies See the big tour man move bookies Old school, mad bros, no new Gs Roll with a clip like the movies Man I kick man down like Bruce Lee [Verse 9] I got all these b**hes, they [?] They ain’t want me then but they want me now Got that k**er swag, watch ’em mime my style I done stacked up a milli from petty crime Got some new shoes off some new sh** This flow is like water need crew ships My life is a movie, take your flick It’s a foreign b**h cause [Verse 10: Famous Fresh] They know I’m flexin’ OHB and Section .40 for protection Hood stay connected Blue b**hes, we the 100 gang Couple JLos, I’m a money train n***a been fresh, feds watchin; Diamonds dancin’ like a Jabbawockee Your b**h ride me like a Kawasaki It’s Fresh, Hoody, it’s [?]