I Run This
Lyrics to I Run This (Remix)
Uh, huh
Yeah
Check me out
Look
I run this bitch, and I'm a keep runnin'
I'm a keep runnin', but I'm never runnin' out of money
I'm a dog, I'm a stunt
If I don't do nothin, and my cars so pretty all these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussie wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats, and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun
And a bad yellow bitch
And it looks like I'm a die like this
We be stuntin' on them bitches
Gettin' money on them bitches
250 on the wrist
Nigga we bes the illest
We be's the realest, CMB niggas
Uptown soldier with the money to the ceiling
Shinin' like a diamond, from a eagle to a pigeon
Birds on the wire, 100 deep and we chillin'
Finga on the trigga, that's that uptown livin'
High to the sky, no diving for fishes
Hustlin', doin' donut's in the Lamb
Candy on the slab, 50 on the ave.
100 at the crib, get it how you live
Stuntin' on these bitches
Red diamonds how I feel
I run this bitch
And I'm a keep runnin'
I'm a keep runnin', but I'm never runnin' out of money
I'm a dog, I'm a stunt
If I don't do nothin, and my cars so pretty all these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussie wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats, and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun
And a bad yellow bitch
And it looks like I'm a die like this
Hollygrove gangsta, Eagle street animal
I'll have my goons jack something like Samuel[? ]
If you want beef, bring your cows
I will cattle you,
Yeah I see you player but, I'm the most valuable
I am so radical, my Lamborghini got on a bikini
That mean it's topless, you seen it on the beach
When I skeet the girl[? ], keep the purp, keep the syrup
Lord I be gettin' on peoples nerve
But people can kiss my peepin' pherb
I'm first and ya'll[? ] in third
Da-da-da-dat my word
Count money, Young money
Da-da-da dat who got more beat[? ]
Whe-When you come for me
Everytime, anytime, I'm gon' beat you at the finish line cause,
I run this bitch, and I'm a keep runnin'
I'm a keep runnin', but I'm never runnin' out of money
I'm a dog, I'm a stunt
If I don't do nothin, and my cars so pretty all these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussie wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats, and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun
And a bad yellow bitch
And it looks like I'm a die like this
I'm a uptown solider
Known high rolla
Money go getta, M.O.B. all over
Hustlin with the birds, go and take it off his shoulder
Grindin' with the homies, got the game out the nose
100 gs wrap, hood with a strap
Blowin on the dojo, nigga stuntin in a 'lac
Chicken in the oven, wall safe for the stack
Bought a brand new range, and a brand new 'bac
Old school caddy, fifth wheel slab back
Brand new truck, a brand new bike
A brand new house, a brand new sike
A brand new bitch with a hood rich life
I run this bitch, and I'm a keep runnin'
I'm a keep runnin', but I'm never runnin' out of money
I'm a dog, I'm a stunt
If I don't do nothin, and my cars so pretty all these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussie wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats, and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun
And a bad yellow bitch
And it looks like I'm a die like this
Uh, huh
Yeah
Check me out
Look
I run this bitch, and I'm a keep runnin'
I'm a keep runnin', but I'm never runnin' out of money
I'm a dog, I'm a stunt
If I don't do nothin, and my cars so pretty all these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussie wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats, and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun
And a bad yellow bitch
And it looks like I'm a die like this
We be stuntin' on them bitches
Gettin' money on them bitches
250 on the wrist
Nigga we bes the illest
We be's the realest, CMB niggas
Uptown soldier with the money to the ceiling
Shinin' like a diamond, from a eagle to a pigeon
Birds on the wire, 100 deep and we chillin'
Finga on the trigga, that's that uptown livin'
High to the sky, no diving for fishes
Hustlin', doin' donut's in the Lamb
Candy on the slab, 50 on the ave.
100 at the crib, get it how you live
Stuntin' on these bitches
Red diamonds how I feel
I run this bitch
And I'm a keep runnin'
I'm a keep runnin', but I'm never runnin' out of money
I'm a dog, I'm a stunt
If I don't do nothin, and my cars so pretty all these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussie wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats, and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun
And a bad yellow bitch
And it looks like I'm a die like this
Hollygrove gangsta, Eagle street animal
I'll have my goons jack something like Samuel[? ]
If you want beef, bring your cows
I will cattle you,
Yeah I see you player but, I'm the most valuable
I am so radical, my Lamborghini got on a bikini
That mean it's topless, you seen it on the beach
When I skeet the girl[? ], keep the purp, keep the syrup
Lord I be gettin' on peoples nerve
But people can kiss my peepin' pherb
I'm first and ya'll[? ] in third
Da-da-da-dat my word
Count money, Young money
Da-da-da dat who got more beat[? ]
Whe-When you come for me
Everytime, anytime, I'm gon' beat you at the finish line cause,
I run this bitch, and I'm a keep runnin'
I'm a keep runnin', but I'm never runnin' out of money
I'm a dog, I'm a stunt
If I don't do nothin, and my cars so pretty all these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussie wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats, and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun
And a bad yellow bitch
And it looks like I'm a die like this
I'm a uptown solider
Known high rolla
Money go getta, M.O.B. all over
Hustlin with the birds, go and take it off his shoulder
Grindin' with the homies, got the game out the nose
100 gs wrap, hood with a strap
Blowin on the dojo, nigga stuntin in a 'lac
Chicken in the oven, wall safe for the stack
Bought a brand new range, and a brand new 'bac
Old school caddy, fifth wheel slab back
Brand new truck, a brand new bike
A brand new house, a brand new sike
A brand new bitch with a hood rich life
I run this bitch, and I'm a keep runnin'
I'm a keep runnin', but I'm never runnin' out of money
I'm a dog, I'm a stunt
If I don't do nothin, and my cars so pretty all these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussie wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats, and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun
And a bad yellow bitch
And it looks like I'm a die like this
Credits
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Bryan Williams, Tristan G. Jones
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