Ran Up a Check (feat. Nita B)
Sexy Murda
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Said he want a boss bitch (boss!) So I ran up a check on him (Ching!) Now he’s looking real sick (I got him sick!) You might wanna check on him See I got my own bag I stay in my own lane & I keep these hoes mad (oh you mad?!) Tell dem hoes they can charge it to the game Said he want a boss bitch (boss!) So I ran up a check on him (Ching!) Now he’s looking real sick You might wanna check on him See I got my own bag (I got my own bag!) I stay in my own lane (I stay in my own lane!) & I keep these hoes mad (oh you mad?!) Tell dem hoes they can charge it to the game I’m tryna run it up on these niggas I got a plan to bag 8 figures Cute lil face bad ass figure I’ll f*ck around and back on these niggas See I keep it classy But don’t try to play me cuz shit could get nasty Ain’t shit getting past me I keep that thang on me right where dem bands be Said he want a boss so I ran up a check Kept talking dat boss shit so I had to flex These niggas just hate when you can stick wit em Break it down! Bag it up! Move bricks wit em! Said He got a thang fa me He handle this thang fa me Pull in da range on me He made it rain on me Said he want a boss bitch (boss!) So I ran up a check on him (Ching!) Now he’s looking real sick (I got him sick!) You might wanna check on him See I got my own bag I stay in my own lane & I keep these hoes mad (oh you mad?!) Tell dem hoes they can charge it to the game Said he want a boss bitch (boss!) So I ran up a check on him (Ching!) Now he’s looking real sick You might wanna check on him See I got my own bag (I got my own bag!) I stay in my own lane (I stay in my own lane!) & I keep these hoes mad (oh you mad?!) Tell dem hoes they can charge it to the game (Nita B) Niggas like bitches that’s getting it Niggas like bitches that’s winning eh?! My nigga said he want a boss Only like bitches wit dividends See da money in my future like my name Ms Cleo Get it on my own got him singing like Ne-Yo He tryna show me off He don’t want it on the D-Low Got the bag that I require So he wanna put me on I wasn’t gon do it But I had to flex His ex was a bum ass bitch So I ran up a check When I walk in da room? I step on dey necks Lil hoe you could learn a thing or two While I count up these racks Said he want a boss bitch (boss!) So I ran up a check on him (Ching!) Now he’s looking real sick (I got him sick!) You might wanna check on him See I got my own bag I stay in my own lane & I keep these hoes mad (oh you mad?!) Tell dem hoes they can charge it to the game Boss! Ching!
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