Big Sean - 100 Keys Lyrics and Ringtones

Wednesday, June 29, 2011 |

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Check out this brand new track titled "100 Keys" by American hip hop artist, Big Sean featuring rappers, Rick Ross and Pusha T. It is another track taken from his upcoming debut studio album 'Finally Famous' (Deluxe Edition) slated for release soon. Being one of the most anticipated LPs of the year thus far, it becomes apparent that 'Finally Famous' has the potential to live up to its hype.

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Ay, ay

(Chorus-Big Sean)
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young n-ggas gettin' money, young n-ggas gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

(Rick Ross)
I play the keys handle dope, Barry Manilow
The game a b-tch, but at times she sweet as cantaloupe
Hit the road key of coke in the mantle fold
Triple beam dreams with a trunk full of scattered clothes
Japanese denim, down south numbers
Hit it once trust it would make a fat fiend stumble
Do the speed limit, all gold shoes
Call 'em penny loafers, they a pretty penny too
I'm tipping strippers but I call it penny pinchin'
She talking sh-t but I could get her titties lifted
My new crib got it's own city limit
Motherf-cker got his own city in it
Blue marble on the floor
Wet as salt mp3junkyard.blogspot.com water
Ima boss, I'm just playing hoes(holes) like a golf course

(Young n-ggas gettin' money, young n-ggas gettin' money)
(Big Sean)
Just a bittersweet symphony

(Chorus-Big Sean)
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young n-ggas gettin' money, young n-ggas gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

(Pusha T)
One hundred keys
One hundred please
My gazuntite could make a whole city sneeze
Walk the mud jungle where they grind it out the leaves
So they swarm to my honeycomb, hideout for the bees
You know what this sounds like
Money counter sound bytes
Machine gun fire
Name ringin' through like the town like
Church bells ringin'
Know what he was found like?
Colombian necktie over hospital gown white
She live on her knees
I live in a condo in the trees
The air's a little thinner that I breathe
Iron Man Audi, let the top strip tease
My life is slow motion but the watch screaming freeze
Yeah, young n-gga gettin' money
The feds dragged neck, couldn't take nothin' from me
The decoy car is a crash test dummy
What follows is a hundred of 'em wrapped like a mummy

(Chorus-Big Sean)
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young n-ggas gettin' money, young n-ggas gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

(Big Sean)
Boi
And they gon' risk a hundred lives
So they could rock a hundred whites
The guests look like a hundred lights
Man when blade died my city cried a hundred nights
Yeah I got a main girl, but I done hit a hundred types
Every wrong I do, I'm steady tryna do a hundred rights
Got it for cheap, compare the price
My n-gga keep that low key, Barry White
And don't worry 'bout the info
From where they ride Pintos, and could afford Enzo's
'Cause everybody know, keys open doors (keys-keys open doors)
But bricks open windows
Countin' a hundred hundreds, more by more
Built this from the tile up, floor by floor
Talk sh-t, I send 'em door by door
Made for the Snow White like 4x4's(truck)

(Chorus-Big Sean)
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young n-ggas gettin' money, young n-ggas gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

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