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Mac Miller - 100 Grandkids
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Mac Miller
Mac Miller
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Elle Varner
Elle Varner
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Jaslyn Taylee-Edgar
Jaslyn Taylee-Edgar
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Jordan Dame
Jordan Dame
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Nikki Leonti
Nikki Leonti
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Ryan Edgar
Ryan Edgar
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Christian Wunderlich
Christian Wunderlich
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Ben Adamson
Ben Adamson
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Dorsey Wesley
Dorsey Wesley
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Dory Previn
Dory Previn
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Drayton Goss
Drayton Goss
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Gato Barbieri
Gato Barbieri
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Jamel Fisher
Jamel Fisher
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Jeremy Kulousek
Jeremy Kulousek
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Mark Curry
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Michael Clervoix III
Michael Clervoix III
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Robert Ross
Robert Ross
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Zachary Vaughan
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Eric Dan
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ID Labs
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Josh Berg
Josh Berg
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Big Jerm
Big Jerm
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Chris Athens
Chris Athens
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Dave Huffman
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Sha Money XL
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Eric Dan
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Sayez
Sayez
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Hey Hello This is a revolution Yo As we proceed Yeah Made a promise to my momma That I'll bless her with some grandkids, she can spoil 'em Until then, I'm getting dollars, I'm just doing what I gotta Can a man live? And it's all day (homie) I'm a God, give the whole squad a job, get 'em all paid Came a long way from all-state, yeah Now we All-American (salute me, shoot me) Shit we All-American (salute me, shoot me) Swear to God I put the hero in heroin These flows, kilos I could sell snow to a ski slope I could sell evil to the devil Non-believers to a temple Shit, I could sell water to a speedboat And these eyes is iconic I went pro, made profit Now I keep some dead face in my pocket Gettin' faded, I been stoned all week But what's a God without a little OD? Just a G Twisting my weed, easing my mind Why you worry about me? Stop tripping, I'm fine Swear this bitch done lost it lately You put the hoe in honest baby, so complicated And I may be a little arrogant, I'm aware of it I know (goddamn) I got a problem, I'ma take care of it Weight I'm carrying, gotta let it go (It won't hold me down no more) Made a promise to my momma That I'll bless her with some grandkids, she can spoil 'em Until then, I'm getting dollars, I'm just doing what I gotta Can a man live? And it's all day (homie) I'm a God, give the whole squad a job, get them all paid Came a long way from all-state, yeah Now we All-American (salute me, shoot me) Shit we All-American (salute me, shoot me) We ain't goin' nowhere We ain't goin' nowhere We can't be stopped now 'Cause this rap shit's for life We ain't goin' nowhere We ain't goin' nowhere We can't be stopped now 'Cause this rap shit's for life Back then I had a dream I'd get this money, man I know, my life would change Just need a hundred grand Back then I had a dream I'd get this money, man I know, my life would change Just need a hundred grand Yeah Back when I first made a hundred grand Yeah, back when I first made a- Yeah Back when I first made a hundred grand Yeah Yeah, back when I first made a hundred grand Thought I was the shit (oh, you the shit?) When I first made a hundred grand Thought I was the king (oh, you a king?) When I first made a hundred grand, couldn't tell me nothin' (I ain't sayin' nothin') When I first made a hundred grand, made a hundred grand (let me get some money) Yeah, okay, back then they used to call me little But now I'm ridin' something clean in a coat made of armadillo They haven't got the memo, they sayin' I'm the shit though Tryna make it complicated when this shit is simple Tell me what you wanna be, what your dreams is A hundred G's in my jeans, I'm a genius Sin every day, someone save me please And get schooled, homie, change degrees I'm the plug, what you need though? (What you need though?) I'm goin' beast mode I keep a freak, even when she underwater she can deep throat (Wait what?) I made a mil' before I pay the bill (okay) 'Cause fools worried about a wave, I'm a NAVY seal (okay) Come with me, I can make your life change for real (woo) Always had a dream of stuntin' It ain't nothing unless we runnin' shit (woo) Just a young motherfucker with a plan (with a plan) Thought I was the man Back when I first made a hundred grand Thought I was the shit (oh, you the shit?) When I first made a hundred grand Thought I was the king (oh, you a king?) When I first made a hundred grand, couldn't tell me nothin' (I ain't sayin' nothin') When I first made a hundred grand, made a hundred grand (let me get some money) (Time flies) Let me get some money Let me, let me get some money (Yeah, you know time flies) Malcolm, can we go to mall? I just need some shoes and my nails (try to catch it) and then can we stop at Chipotle? (Time flies) Let me get some money Let me, let me get some money (yeah, you ever see the way time flies?) Let me get some money (try to catch it) Let me, let me get some money
Writer(s): Dorsey Wesley, Drayton Goss, Jamel Fisher, Robert Ross, Mark Keith Curry, Michael J. Clervoix, Malcolm James Mccormick, Jeremy Kulousek, Eric A. Dan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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