'97
K Camp, 1WayFrank, Bobby Kritical, Rich the Kid
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Aye aye Bobby Kritical Aye Run my check up (run it up, prrrr) Run my check up Run my check up (aye) Run my check up (run it up) Run my check up (ah!) Run my check up (yea) Aye, wooh, aye, wooh, aye, wooh, wooh Run my check up (run it up, prrrr) Run that check up Run that check up (aye) Run that check up (run it up) Run that check up (ah!) Run that check up (yea) Aye money count (aye) Walking like it (aye) Talking like it (aye) Looking like a lick (aye) Counting up them hunnids (aye) Boy you know I love them strips (wooh) Know I'm having 30 clips (aye) In case you want to trip (aye) They had to dip (yea) Nah, for real (yea) I just want a mil' (yea, (aye)) How I feel Forgiato wheels (skrrt skrrt) Aye, aye Run it up, run it up (aye) Run my check up (run it up, prrrr) Run my check up Run my check up (aye) Run my check up (run it up) Run my check up (ah!) Run my check up (yea) Aye, wooh, aye, wooh, aye, wooh, wooh Run my check up (run it up, prrrr) Run that check up Run that check up (aye) Run that check up (run it up) Run that check up (ah!) Run that check up (yea) Run my check up (huh) Got that Bent' truck (skrrt) We got extras (extras) I'm gon' flex up Take it right back to Texano I was broke but now I got hundos Checked my bank account got too many o's I'm balling on hoes I'm flexing I don't need a stamp Got too many rings like a champ (a champ) Walk around with the MAC of course (MAC of course) Trapping white like Macklemore I done boss'd up on these niggas (these niggas) Drop the top and flex up in the Winter And all this is just the beginning (aye) Diamond biting and you know that I'm winning (aye) Run my check up (run it up, prrrr) Run my check up Run my check up (aye) Run my check up (run it up) Run my check up (ah!) Run my check up (yea) Aye, wooh, aye, wooh, aye, wooh, wooh Run my check up (run it up, prrrr) Run that check up Run that check up (aye) Run that check up (run it up) Run that check up (ah!) Run that check up (yea) I got a check I rep the set I got a Uzi I got a TEC I got respect Nigga I'm blessed I'm a young nigga at the dep Molly, pep, fishcale I stay rolling off them M's I'm a city boy I'm from Sun Land Young nigga stacking them bands (aye) Young nigga busting them grams (aye) Young nigga pulling them scams Young nigga pulling up in foreigns Yea I run that check up crazy I got that money baby (aye) Run my check up (run it up, prrrr) Run my check up Run my check up (aye) Run my check up (run it up) Run my check up (ah!) Run my check up (yea) Aye, wooh, aye, wooh, aye, wooh, wooh Run my check up (run it up, prrrr) Run that check up Run that check up (aye) Run that check up (run it up) Run that check up (ah!) Run that check up
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Written by: Bobby Bernard Turner Jr, Dimitri Leslie Roger, Kristopher Thomas Campbell, Selassie Irie
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