Run Daddy Run
Seems like every day there's another one comin'
Another one runnin' and another one gunnin'
from random slums
And I ain't hell with them bums
Some fun it gotta be to grab your pee pee
And sing so sweetly to the front row seat
But that's the way it be watchin' that damn TV
Since you free come and spread it up Missouri
Run daddy run
Yeah, I fires them all but they be comin' back
Run daddy run
Black hat and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Give em a yard you best forget the wig
'Cause this ain't the next whomever it's the new kid
Let me see what you got baby, open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin' up
If that's a spliff in your mouth, best be lightin' it up
I need a drink 'cause the base is spillin' my cup
I get up, I get down God willin' and able
Bumps to many friends stole some cable
Sometimes I speak my mind rather plainly
But I'm not a dick like Cheney
You take 10 drug dealers and a Chinese bordello
Stick 'em out in Arkansaw, I sure do well
For comin' straight out the ground, born fighter
Fuckin' up your Christmas like I'm scammin' a lighter
Now look at yourself rollin' in the blues
You do it to yourself, you do, you do
Run daddy run
See I fires them all but they be comin' back
Run daddy run
Black hats and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Yeah, give em a yard best forget the wig
'Cause this ain't the next whomever, it's the new kid
Big bag of money, big bag of money
Big bag of money, big bag of money
Let me see what you got, baby, open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin' up
If that's a spliff in your mouth, best be lightin' it up
I need a drink 'cause the bass is spillin' my cup
Let me see what you got, baby, open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin' up
If that's a spliff in your mouth, baby, pass it up
I need a drink 'cause the bass is spillin' my cup
Run daddy run
Yeah, fires them all but they be comin' back
Run daddy run
Black trench and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Yeah, give 'em a yard best forget the wig
'Cause this ain't the next whomever, it's the new kid
Run daddy run, run daddy run
Run daddy run
Another one runnin' and another one gunnin'
from random slums
And I ain't hell with them bums
Some fun it gotta be to grab your pee pee
And sing so sweetly to the front row seat
But that's the way it be watchin' that damn TV
Since you free come and spread it up Missouri
Run daddy run
Yeah, I fires them all but they be comin' back
Run daddy run
Black hat and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Give em a yard you best forget the wig
'Cause this ain't the next whomever it's the new kid
Let me see what you got baby, open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin' up
If that's a spliff in your mouth, best be lightin' it up
I need a drink 'cause the base is spillin' my cup
I get up, I get down God willin' and able
Bumps to many friends stole some cable
Sometimes I speak my mind rather plainly
But I'm not a dick like Cheney
You take 10 drug dealers and a Chinese bordello
Stick 'em out in Arkansaw, I sure do well
For comin' straight out the ground, born fighter
Fuckin' up your Christmas like I'm scammin' a lighter
Now look at yourself rollin' in the blues
You do it to yourself, you do, you do
Run daddy run
See I fires them all but they be comin' back
Run daddy run
Black hats and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Yeah, give em a yard best forget the wig
'Cause this ain't the next whomever, it's the new kid
Big bag of money, big bag of money
Big bag of money, big bag of money
Let me see what you got, baby, open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin' up
If that's a spliff in your mouth, best be lightin' it up
I need a drink 'cause the bass is spillin' my cup
Let me see what you got, baby, open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin' up
If that's a spliff in your mouth, baby, pass it up
I need a drink 'cause the bass is spillin' my cup
Run daddy run
Yeah, fires them all but they be comin' back
Run daddy run
Black trench and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Yeah, give 'em a yard best forget the wig
'Cause this ain't the next whomever, it's the new kid
Run daddy run, run daddy run
Run daddy run
Credits
Writer(s): Ashley Monroe, Miranda Lambert, Angaleena Presley
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