Run It Up
Okay
Yeah
Damn till the sun is up
Damn bout to run it up
Run it up, know I'm bout to sum it up
Gettin' money, till the sun is up
Talk a lot of shit cause I can back it up
Talkin' stupid, know I'm bout to dumb it up
Run it up, know I'm bout to sum it up
Gettin' money, till the sun is up
Talk a lot of shit cause I can back it up
Talkin' stupid, know I'm bout to dumb it up
And that's on mama n' em
I'm only fuck with the real
I don't need no fake friends
If we fell off, I ain't makin' no amends
Only talkin' commas, be about my dividends
Got some good dick, I might pull up it depends
You niggas bookin' sections, I be bookin' sessions
Gettin' money now, won't stop until they throw the dirt down
No days off, really puttin' in work now
Got the whole thing, came up off a breakdown
Pick it up, drop it off, just like a greyhound
Poppin' my shit, bitches ain't got shit to say now
Hangin' over bitches head, just like a grey cloud
On my way up, bitch, I can never come down
Run it up, know I'm bout to sum it up
Gettin' money, till the sun is up
Talk a lot of shit cause I can back it up
Talkin' stupid, know I'm bout to dumb it up
Run it up, know I'm bout to sum it up
Gettin' money, till the sun is up
Talk a lot of shit cause I can back it up
Talkin' stupid, know I'm bout to dumb it up
Tell these goofy bitches that the fun is up
Move up out my way, it's a real bitch comin' up
Ass so fat, you can see it from the front
And you know I eat it up, ain't leavin' no crumbs
But I love it when you hit it from the back
All up in my tummy, ain't givin' no slack
You know that shit slap
Love it when you throwin' them racks
When you spend that money, know that I'ma make it back
Cause you know that I'm a real hustla
Now with that lovey-dovey shit, not cuffin
Pullin' all your cards, nigga, no bluffin
Know I'll swipe the card, nigga, it's really nothin
Run it up, know I'm bout to sum it up
Gettin' money, till the sun is up
Talk a lot of shit cause I can back it up
Talkin' stupid, know I'm bout to dumb it up
Run it up, know I'm bout to sum it up
Gettin' money, till the sun is up
Talk a lot of shit cause I can back it up
Talkin' stupid, know I'm bout to dumb it up
Yeah
Damn till the sun is up
Damn bout to run it up
Run it up, know I'm bout to sum it up
Gettin' money, till the sun is up
Talk a lot of shit cause I can back it up
Talkin' stupid, know I'm bout to dumb it up
Run it up, know I'm bout to sum it up
Gettin' money, till the sun is up
Talk a lot of shit cause I can back it up
Talkin' stupid, know I'm bout to dumb it up
And that's on mama n' em
I'm only fuck with the real
I don't need no fake friends
If we fell off, I ain't makin' no amends
Only talkin' commas, be about my dividends
Got some good dick, I might pull up it depends
You niggas bookin' sections, I be bookin' sessions
Gettin' money now, won't stop until they throw the dirt down
No days off, really puttin' in work now
Got the whole thing, came up off a breakdown
Pick it up, drop it off, just like a greyhound
Poppin' my shit, bitches ain't got shit to say now
Hangin' over bitches head, just like a grey cloud
On my way up, bitch, I can never come down
Run it up, know I'm bout to sum it up
Gettin' money, till the sun is up
Talk a lot of shit cause I can back it up
Talkin' stupid, know I'm bout to dumb it up
Run it up, know I'm bout to sum it up
Gettin' money, till the sun is up
Talk a lot of shit cause I can back it up
Talkin' stupid, know I'm bout to dumb it up
Tell these goofy bitches that the fun is up
Move up out my way, it's a real bitch comin' up
Ass so fat, you can see it from the front
And you know I eat it up, ain't leavin' no crumbs
But I love it when you hit it from the back
All up in my tummy, ain't givin' no slack
You know that shit slap
Love it when you throwin' them racks
When you spend that money, know that I'ma make it back
Cause you know that I'm a real hustla
Now with that lovey-dovey shit, not cuffin
Pullin' all your cards, nigga, no bluffin
Know I'll swipe the card, nigga, it's really nothin
Run it up, know I'm bout to sum it up
Gettin' money, till the sun is up
Talk a lot of shit cause I can back it up
Talkin' stupid, know I'm bout to dumb it up
Run it up, know I'm bout to sum it up
Gettin' money, till the sun is up
Talk a lot of shit cause I can back it up
Talkin' stupid, know I'm bout to dumb it up
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Writer(s): Tiana Randolph
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