[Intro: Detail]
Shout out
Oh, yeah, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Detail]
Swear I been sittin' here thinkin' 'bout the shit that we be through
And all I know is, girl, I owe you
[Chorus: Detail]
A hundred, hundred, a hundred favors
I owe you a hundred favors
Hundred, hundred, hundred favors
Hundred favors
[Verse 1: Detail]
Niggas all talk, it'll never change
Keep on choosin', do your thang, girl
All them favors, I call her like a driver
Drownin' in that pussy and her the sole survivor
Vodka, hundred flavors, GT watermelon
She always do me favors, and I don't never tell her
GT yellow mango, I love to drink juice
Owe her a hundred favors, I call her my hundred proof
Man, I heard about an angel
[Pre-Chorus: Detail]
Now I'm sittin' here sippin' on the last bit of vodka
And all I ever see is your face
And I been sittin' here thinkin' 'bout the shit that you be doin'
And all I know is I owe you a
[Chorus: Detail & Birdman]
Hundred, hundred, a hundred favors
I'll do you a hundred favors
Hundred, hundred, a hundred favors
Yeah
And now I'm sittin' here sippin' on the last bit of GT
And all I ever see is your face
A hundred favors (Shout out, shout out)
Oh, nothin' less (Yeah)
Hundred, hundred (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Birdman]
Priceless with the life, rollin' on them dice
Spent a mil' on a flight
Flew back and she bounced back, high speed
All gold, Lord of the Ring
We live that life big time, big time
A hundred times, I gave my bitch the sunshine
Harley Davis, Harley Davis
Twin cam, I gave my bitch a hundred favors
[Pre-Chorus: Detail]
Now I'm sittin' here sippin' on the last bit of vodka
And all I ever see is your face
And I been sittin' here thinkin' 'bout the shit that you be doin'
And all I know is I owe you a
[Chorus: Detail]
Hundred, hundred, a hundred favors
I'll do you a hundred favors
Hundred, hundred, a hundred favors
Yeah
And now I'm sittin' here sippin' on the last bit of GT
And all I ever see is your face
A hundred favors
Oh, nothin' less
Hundred, hundred
[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
You was a college student abusin' the credit union
The music was way too loud, that tuition was fuckin' stupid
And me, I was runnin' wild, hittin' licks in my mother's Buick
Confusin', you like my style even though I was broke and doin'
Stick-'em-ups, you wanna pick 'em up inside your Civic Plus
The difference was I wasn't rich as fuck, you still would depend on us
And I miss the crush that we had every time winter, December come
And we had tempers and arguments, disagreements and senses from
Cupid himself, and I'm shootin' himself
And the paramedics won't come even if you scream for help
Don't let love die, you regroovin' yourself
And I'm losin' out too lookin' at you boohoo from what's dealt
So as I reminisce the coupon that we used to split at Rally's
On your mother's couch, your little brother in the alley
You said, "K. Dot, your pace got the pay that Birdman and Jay got
One day you'll reap what you sow," now I reap for us both
That's one hundred
[Pre-Chorus: Detail]
Now I'm sittin' here sippin' on the last bit of vodka
And all I ever see is your face
And I been sittin' here thinkin' 'bout the shit that you be doin'
And all I know is I owe you a
[Chorus: Detail]
Hundred, hundred, a hundred favors
I'll do you a hundred favors
Hundred, hundred, a hundred favors
Yeah
And now I'm sittin' here sippin' on the last bit of GT
And all I ever see is your face
A hundred favors
Oh, nothing less
Hundred, hundred
