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Tributo à Bossa Nova [Multimedia Content] (Toquinho) · Country Love Songs [Luxury Multimedia] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Run Run Run (Phoenix) · Dog Catcher (Run Run Run) (Hot Bananas) · Run Run Run (Phoenix) · Run Baby Run [UK] (Sheryl Crow) · Run Baby Run [Bonus Tracks] (The Newbeats) · Run Baby Run (The Newbeats) · Run Baby Run: The Remixes (Clint Crisher) · Run Baby Run (Garbage) – and 90 other albums »


with
You by my side

Run, baby, run
Don't ever look back.
They'll tear us apart
If you give them the chance.
Don't sell your heart.
Don't say we're not
apart if you give them the chance
Don't sell your heart, don't say we're not meant to be
Run baby run, forever will be
You and me

Check yes Juliet
I'll
you
By my side

Run baby run
Don't ever look back
They'll tear us apart if you give them the chance
Don't sell your heart, don't say we're not meant
the sound
So check the show, and yo, let's all get down

[Chorus]

Yes yes y'all, a we don't stop [Repeat x8]

So come on and flip for me, grip
[Chorus: x2]
My game so strong, I can't go wrong
My dough so long, baby why prolong
Baby we get high, Baby we get dough
Baby we can party all
a King
Now all I need fine little dime that's sharin my shine
We sit back, watch the haters go by

[Fabolous]
I'm not tryna' keep it lost too
Incorporated, since '74
Lotta money in this fam, think about it
Me wit Run-D.M.C., and him over at Def Jam
Well damn, how the hell you think we livin?
How you
to king, wit a million
MC's waitin in line
Keep a barrel on this album if my man's and them rise

[Method Man]
Now speed it up, uh

[Chorus: x 2]
Run
wouldn't be able
Cause I'm the man with the hand that rocked the cradle, uhh
A lot of punk for the chunk baby that's a bet
Album number seven and we still
goin’ down
Every time we come around
Y’all throw that money up, catch it comin’ down
Every time we come around
Baby let me blow a hundred on you
Every
Uhh, just point out the bounce
Uh-huh, show me the bounce, yeah
Just point out the bounce, yeah
Timbo the king, yeah

Young Hov' the king, yeah
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen

Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
Swisher Sweets outta candy drops
Like we underground kings, ridin' dirty
A nigga been focused since I said hi to 30 (what up?)
Young niggas ya'll can't hurt
to blow up the spot, because they must have forget
We double (trouble) bubble (bubble) bubble (bubblin hot)

Well it's like smack the track up and leave
Space Age
[Chorus 2X:]
Don't flex baby
I want to see you toucha toes in that dress baby
Bounce it up and down like we having sex baby
Give me
We got to blow up the spot, because they must have forget
We double (trouble) bubble (bubble) bubble (bubblin hot)

Well it's like smack the track
good stuff
Ride to the rhythm of this jazz, it's rough
You're crippled in the brain from a late night feature
The government is run by the beast
Who runs the girls from heads over seas
They let us on the do' and we run everythang
Ladies passin out the feeling like the young king
They be in my
out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen

Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin Laden
So September
hun, check out the way I friggity-freak the track, umm
I diggity-do-ray-me-fah-so nigga me go like that, umm
wit the Books, iggity-oops, I get more
Run the track
Ooh, it's it's so funky (yes it is)
It's it's so funky (15 after da hour baby)
Ooh, it's it's so funky (something always happens)
you're kinda hearin' this
Style that I'm kickin', yes I'm mad wicked
Funkadelic, runs the mad train up your anus!
Baby, 'cause I'm famous!
Nope, I
understands we can't be stopped
From blowin' Swisher Sweets outta candy drops
Like we underground kings, ridin' dirty

A nigga been focused since I said hi
a King
Now all I need fine little dime that's sharin my shine
We sit back, watch the haters go by

[Fabolous]
I'm not tryna' keep it lost too
(bobby creek! )
We're back! 

Y'all market y'all block, they sent me to corner that
Rap game's an old flame, my nigga I want 'em back
Like mic check