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[Verse 1: Meek
Cuban and kilos
We might get the
up on a sucka take his bitch like I was D Bo
Got the four five in the six call it
Buying with your cop money, nacho cheese Dorito (hol up!)
All of my niggas official as
Big ass Mulsanne like I'm whipping the
I'm sippin' Ciroc while I'm sittin' with
And talking 'bout with Jigga at lunch
That's cray, cray
New toys, lets
I spades, with the deuce, like poof, let's [?]
I must say, I get money, fuck ho, pay
And I ball, in the clutch, Ray Al, for tre
And I ride, for the Ye, side, Kim K
White girl, The Bay, my hood, I'm Mac Dre
Bitch, if money talks why you niggas never say
If sky's the limit, why I'm in a space ship?
My talkin' and my Rollie never tickin niggas
bullets [?] on the wrist I'm official nigga

[Chorus: Joyner & Timbaland]
I'm a way...
Whoa, run it
Run it
Run it

This is we do
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it

[Verse 2: Lucas]
My bitch like Halle
My bitch look like
Your don't look happy
None of hoes can have me
Can't touch me, can't touch
MC with the swaggy
Can't cuff me, function
Bitch, I don't to get married
They ain't ever me on payroll
They ever want me have say-so
Always had a crush on
Thought I was the man 'til my chain
I was so broke change clothes
You keep it real, you a lame-o
You don't make a 'til I say so
When I get loose, anything
Money in the mother mattress
was tryna take it, but I need to get away
I think I'm tripping cause a nigga had it
I never had a way, I I struggled every day
to God I'm hoping he could do some magic
Hoping to get paid and then take all my away
And I could finally buy a mother fucking
Then my friends in, and get Benzs
Cause this shit sound sci-fi
I ain't ever had no
I grew up where the went- (pow pow)
Almost got in a drive-by
Stay in your biz don't mines
I'm in your top top five
Can't touch this nigga, why
yo shit or you might die

[Chorus: Lucas]
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Wait, hold up, yo,

[Verse 3: Joyner
Your shit sound like gum, popcorn, starburst, chocolate
Gum drop, cupcake, milkshake, [?], candy cane,
Your shit sound like summer time, playground, third
Ice cream, fun pop, Reese's, Hershey's, swirly, lemonade,
Momma I was retarded
thought I was lethargic
They said I wasn't the
Grammy I was an artist
All of y'all niggas is trash, go throw your shit in the
I threw your shit in the ocean, I hope it with the starfish
I remember you wouldn't fuck with me
Ain't wanna ride the bus with me
Ain't nobody wanna lunch with me
Family couldn't in touch with me
Now they all get enough of me
Now want to fly with me in luxury
Same never want to let me hit
Now they all want to nuts for me
another nigga poppin' than me?
I never been cocky, but they want a problem with me
And fuck all these that wanna take a dollar from me
Nigga fuck any rapper yo I don't a counter with me
Ain't nobody wasn't lookin' for me, they was from me
All of was counting me out now they counting on me
I'm so motherfucking hot that the is a sauna to me
Right before I pull the trigger and that God forgive me I said

Joyner Lucas]
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Wait, hold up,