Joyner Lucas - Keep It 100 (508) 507-2209 video free download

Steven Nguyen

Joyner is like the best story teller

tucci06

Joyner just stop, bro. You're too fucking good for this world. Somebody freeze this man until the world deserves him.

dizasta vina

Best video I'll ever watch in the rest of my life

Glazed Donut

HE RIPPED OFF GEMSTONES

iTzExotic

Keep it a 100UhhYeah[Verse 1]Somebody told me money rules the worldI know you heard that shitMoney's the root to all evilBlessings and murder shitI slaved away for ten hours a day at work and just finally got my check but the ATM isn't working, shitOh, there it goDamn, it's hot as hellPunch in a pin code and grab a hundred dollar billI snatched it up and went back to my wheelsHit up the plug and said "I know you got some bud, I need that with some pills"Meet me outside the gas station on Park Ave, I'll be waitingThen put the cash in the glove compartment as I sat waitingDamn, yo where's this nigga at?Bout to light a cigarette while I ...Oh, there he goOpen up the glove compartment and told em to light thisCome around and drive inside and, act normal like we ain't making a transactionTake that (what up, what up)I dapped him up and got to slidingHe crinkled it up, walked off and put it in his pocketOff to the strip club with some drinks and some ordersHe pull that hundred out his pocket, uncrinkled the cornersStageside, watching this one bitch shaking and twirlingBusted it open all exotic and maybe she's foreignShe making eye contactShe got on eye contactsShe sees that Benjamin Frank, she keep her eyes on thatShe's thinking "I want that"He takes a sip of his glassShe bend over, he slaps her ass and puts some ones in her crackHe whispers in her ear "How long are you here?Tell me you singleOh, you got a man?Fuck, I don't careTell him I'm queerSave my name as Susan in your contactsAnd fuck your relationship, I ain't worried about thatCan I use that red marker, sir?Let me write my number on this hundred for youMake sure you hit me up when your boyfriend can't do nothing for you(508)-507-2209"She got home and opened her purse as soon as she gets to the doorCounting them dollars, smoking tree while she sit on the floorI don't think she like how this shit make her feelBut you gotta do what you gotta do when it's time for paying billsFor realShe wanna get high now, uhhGrab the Benjamin off the floor, she feeling alive now, uhhFew grams of coke on the tableThat's the right now, uhhShe rolled a hundred up and stuck it up her nose likeThat's what she call heaven's doorThat's what she call Snow White, the white without seven dwarfsShe throw a hundred back at her purse and headed down to the storeShe needed blunts for the gasShe needed gas for the FordShe needed eggs and some dillShe needed cheese and some milkShe needed change[Interlude: Cashier]"What what number is that?I said what number is that on the bill, what is that?Yes, in red, it's like a phone numberWhat is this?Never mind"[Verse 2]"Aye aye, don't you make one muthafucking moveEmpty that registerI know you don't need my helpHurry the fuck up, lookDon't make me repeat myselfGimme the cash, follow instructions, don't be fucking movingCause I'd hate to kill you over something stupidNow hand me the bread and place your hands on top of your headTake my tough adviceTurn around and count to a hundred if you love your life"[Hook]Now keep it a 100Uhh, keep it a 100Yeah, keep it a 100One hundredKeep it a 100[Verse 3]YoSomebody told me money rules the worldI know you heard that shitMoney's the root to all evilBlessings and murder shitHe put that hundred inside of collection plate on Sunday tooHope that it'll take away your sinsMaybe someday soonBut anyway they covered the plate and just continued prayingAfter church the pastor opened it up and started saying"Lord forgive me but I need this, I've been really static"And he grabbed the hundred off the top and started staring at itHeld it up to see if it's real or fakeThen looked around to make sure nobody was lookingAnd then he took itDamnOff to the streets with the LordOff to go find him a whoreA hundred bucks in the dash and now he riding the courseHe see some bitch on the cornerHe told her hop in the carAnd then she opened the door"Come on bitch, yo hurry the fuck upI ain't tryna get caught up"Then continued driving his stuffLooking for a spot in the cut"-How much for head?-A hundred-Now how much for sex?-A hundred-Damn, a hundred?-Come on, that's not a lot-Fuck-Why you playing?-Nah, I'm just saying, that's a lot, bitchLike gotta calm down, damn"Now she making eye contactShe got on eye contactsShe see that Benjamin FrankShe keep her eyes on thatShe's thinking "I want that"He pulls his dick out his pants"Ooh God, it's good"Transaction completeAnd she went back to the streetsBack to the cash at the leashShe back to get back on her kneesAnd she don't like how this shit make her feelBut you gotta do what you gotta do when it's time for paying billsFor realShe wanna retire soon, she swear to GodsmackShe looked up and seen the hand of GodOh my GodForgot she had a pimpThat nigga been looking for her ass for daysTook every single dollar and left her eye black and grayHe be on the corner jamming getting drunk that-a-way7-Eleven gambling throwing all his cash away, yupSome say that money rule the worldI know you heard that shitMoney the root to all evilBlessings and murder shitYeah, that pimp just lost that hundred dollars in that dice gameHe said "I should've just bet that shit on tonight's game"Whatever nigga, nice gameThe homie who won it walked off with the hundredThen opened up his walletStuck it inside and then put it in his pocketStarted stomping and runningFeeling so good, started hopping and jumpingMoney flopping and rumblingHis eyes is as big as his smileNo stopping him from the prowHe's jogging, skipping aroundTill his wallet fell on the groundA hundred sticking halfway outIn the back of a halfway houseFor like three weeksSo don't even ask me howCheck itA homeless man walks bySees a wallet, opens his eyesAnd then grabs it, opens to check what's inside and to a surpriseIt's moneyA couple dollars, a hundred bill with some writingA number written in redIf he had a phone he would call, but he doesn'tSo he says "fuck it, it's mine"And I'm really hungry and thirstyI want some beer, a beef jerkyMaybe some ten percent juiceAnd if the store's open, I need some cigarettes tooTrueHe walked into the same store on the blockJust so happen to be the same exact store that got robbedWhat a coincidenceThat shit is just as weird as I thoughtThe clerk rang him out and said"That'll be eighteen, twenty-five"And then he held that hundred out with the red number written on topAnd then everything stopped[Voicemail]Yo wassup, this is JoynerI'm unable to take your call right nowLeave me a brief message and I'll get back to you, peace

David Corley

I love this beat! Video is sick too

Malia Toki

my niggah rymd "Lord" with "Hore"

King Bess

I want this beat.

Twerk Channel

Who is the stripper? id fuck that

slitsnipe

Why are there no credits for this video??

Jesse James

Beat, flow, video & story everything is crazy! Huge props mad love you know wuz up!!!

Psychotic Maniac

Could've killed the stripper at the end instead. Damn sad as hell the homeless homie died

Blake Neale

Joyner Lucas the most savage rapper of 2017, He raps the truth and doesn't sugar coat it and does it well

roger parker

his storytelling is crazy

Single Star

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Savage Moto

here before this video blows tf up!

L Dot

Reminds me of Stan

He Not Here!

Joyner if you reading this its me nick

Memphisboi94

What's the prostitute instagram name? Asking for a friend

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