RUN IT UP! (feat. J. Cast & RAQ)
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Ross Don't say you sliding when you know that you ain't sliding Don't say you sliding when you know that you ain't sliding Don't say you sliding when you know that you ain't sliding Woo Yeah okay Yeah okay Yeah okay Yeah okay Yeah okay Yeah okay Yeah okay Yeah okay You can't step how I step nigga these are not your feet You can't talk how I talk nigga these are not your teeth I'm gone load up the chopper nigga I could clear a team I just turned my toilet purple I keep sipping on that lean Let's go Yeah okay You ain't one of us You ain't one of us Her pussy so good I ain't wanna bust I hit it so good left her dented up I smoke it out the O you smoke a twenty buck Duffle bag full of cash I ain't signing shit Run it up, run it up, got to get it quick Keep a rod Keep a pole like I'm bout to fish Run it up, run it up, run it up Duffle bag full of cash I ain't signing shit Run it up, run it up, got to get it quick Keep a rod Keep a pole like I'm bout to fish Run it up, run it up, run it up Hit that thot Make it pop for a fucking ring I seen my spot Make a hit bitch I never miss I'm sending shots like Boom boom boom boom boom Leave that pussy dead I'm at the top you looking up to me Boy just watch your head I done mixed the Bape up with Supreme You don't f*ck with us what do you mean Yeah, I got something hanging out my jeans It's gone hit him if he talking down on me I don't f*ck with no thot In the cup bitch it's dirty Sticks in the cuts and my pockets gaining thirty I eat at Nobu while your man buy you Mc flurry Bitch I can not spend no fucking time I'm in a hurry I just be like run it up Pole on me shorty She know that I'm running she see that my numbers up She just get mad at a dozen I love a dozen cause I know she here for the honey buns I'm rocking that Gosha, acid tee, feel me jeans, ten on me, sticking out with a pole yeah Fashion I know shorty love me when she my diamonds dancing It is always someone told the devil bout me messing Everybody spiritual they might take me for ransom Woo For ransom I don't know what you was thinking you know I keep it on me it just be tucked I had a feeling shawty was for the streets yeah shawty ended up a slut I had a feeling that it was love yeah now I know it was lust Now I'm meeting bitches that know I'm just here tryna f*ck Yeah Just trying to f*ck Now I get paid to dog over these beats and I love it yeah lil bitch I'm up Huh Yeah Bitch I'm what's up Codeine wockharedt dreaming Fell in love with the cup Duffel bag full of cash I ain't signing shit Run it up, run it up, got to get it quick Keep a rod Keep a pole like I'm bout to fish Run it up, run it up, run it up Duffel bag full of cash I ain't signing shit Run it up, run it up, got to get it quick Keep a rod Keep a pole like I'm bout to fish Run it up, run it up, run it up
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Written by: DEZ WRIGHT, GLENN R. BARTON, JONATHAN AUSTIN
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