Gucci Mane - 100 Grand lyrics

Hook:x2 First you save a couple rubber bands (Yeah!) Then you bring em back to Gucci Mane (Yeah!) You know somebody, Shawty you the man (Yeah!) Imma show you how to stack 100 grand (Yeah!) Verse 1: 10 years old with a 8-ball jacket 9th grade Mack 9 got a 357 Before I bought my first 50, man I stole a Mack 11 Had to break in partner's house, First mission was successful Every dollar to my name in my Crease Guess Jeans Starter jacket, starter shirt, Try to take it, get murked After school, whatever, yeah, awful lot I'm rollin' All you gotta do is keep your next door neighbor smokin' I'm poppin' pills and drinking off, Man I'm losing focus Salt like a bag boy, cus I stack the groceries Yeah I make it rain, but I feel like its promotion b**hes tellin' other b**hes 10,000 on Thursday 42 is worthy, Zone 6 is ervy I could front ya shawty but I feel you don't deserve it Hook:x2 First you save a couple rubber bands (Yeah!) Then you bring em back to Gucci Mane (Yeah!) You know somebody, Shawty you the man (Yeah!) Imma show you how to stack 100 grand (Yeah!) Verse 2: Before it pop, before it dock, Get it hot then make it spin Splash it with the H2O, Hate to say I told ya so Two hundred forty-seven thousand, Can I owe you 4? Long as Gucci owe ya dog, then you're truly never broke Heavy cus I'm smoking, but I be with hoes that never smoke Don't won't none in their lungs, but they take some in their throat My price look like I own the boat, Damn look like I'm on the boat Like actually I went to South America and bought this coat Got the money? Where's the dope? Meet me at the Texaco Backseat of my Chevy, laughing tired, Thought you'd never go Here's the money, Where's the coke? Meet me at the Amoco Backseat of my Bentley, Tired of laughing, Thought you'd never go Hook:x2 First you save a couple rubber bands (Yeah!) Then you bring em back to Gucci Mane (Yeah!) You know somebody, Shawty you the man (Yeah!) Imma show you how to stack 100 grand (Yeah!)