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 Young Dro 100 Yard Dash Lyrics[INTRO:] Young dro! Yall already know what it is when im on that Ecstacy! Who dis is? Grand Hustle? Aye lets do it nigga! [HOOK:] All we make is cash, Straight drop glass Niggas try to jack it, we'll straight drop ass Trunk on blast and our cars go fast Choppa make a nigga do a 100 yard daaaash [VERSE 1:] Ima bankhead veteran Got em takin eccederin Suckas caught headaches when they saw me on David Letterman Ride round severan, off the heads(bankhead & buckhead) to my brotheren Man this gangsta picture been on Paul Wall ever since I was young wit medicine Now im in the yellow bent Thought the shit was lame, das why I aint go and get the yellow tint Tell em kent We ride phantoms supplyin anthems Body full of reptile camo's and fine pampers Shine amper, fox fur Submarine boxster Kill a nigga ass on time, they call me clockster Lightskin mossberg, not the black but the chrome one 26 davins, the black back with the chrome front [HOOK:] All we make is cash, Straight drop glass Niggas try to jack it, we'll straight drop ass Trunk on blast and our cars go fast Choppa make a nigga do a 100 yard daaaash [VERSE 2:] Aye look, Brasco Astro Big shipment in advance, dead fresh nigga plaid put on castro Give em what they ask for, 20 thousand in sacks Stand on the trap till I see the damn task force Come back in a black porche, Me and Bola This Xtaci time, when the sunshines its over White cola, systems are metric, force sucessive Aint no choice, I'm aggressive My brauds walk on giseptics and nati Mark Jacobs in the maple Marzarati I'm rich, nothin to do, So I'm taking up karate And I'm taping up my body like the NFL quarterback Michael Vick shit, I know how to bring a quarterback [HOOK:] All we make is cash, Straight drop glass Niggas try to jack it, we'll straight drop ass Trunk on blast and our cars go fast Choppa make a nigga do a 100 yard daaaash [VERSE 3: Xtaci] Bitch please, Shawty I know u aint got these Varagomas on my face and some juicy gatore jeans Bitch I'm ballin wit some pimps who be lettin they shoulda lean Know them grills gone bling And them banks go $chiiing$ Listen, Ima queen, 5 carat ring See through blouse and my nipples aint seen Everybody know that I'm quick to beat a hoe ass In a quick flash, make them bitches hit the floor fast Drop top, in the other seat, I got plenty cash Always first class, Bitch I was made to last You a old rag still stuntin wit a coach bag Young fly bitches like to ride when the beat blast [HOOK:] All we make is cash, Straight drop glass Niggas try to jack it, we'll straight drop ass Trunk on blast and our cars go fast Choppa make a nigga do a 100 yard daaaash Send "100 Yard Dash" Ringtone to your Mobile
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