Lyrics:
the shit - my record label is perfect (Speedy you're a fool for this one) Run it back just like I'm a runningback While my diamonds doin jumpin jacks my
runningback Look who the fuck came runningback Look who the fuck came runningback Hoe in phone my said hey Felt some pain from day to day Knew it was gonna be
Tutta la notte nel bolide Vivo quello che sogni te Juke move sono un RunningBack Veri amici sono pochi frère Fumando Honey Berry Con la sese,
it back I'm going hard for these stacks I'm running through these blocks Like a runningback Run it back, while collar, blue collar Crime dawg I'm done
been runnin' track I could call you RunningBack But with you I'm feelin' trapped Take this time and run it back To these drugs I'm prone I feel better
have him runnin' like a fuckin' running-back Ayy, run it back, run it, run it back (where he at?) Heard that he was cold, pump him, unimpressed (one
it came like that If sex was football, I'd be a runningback I can only get low and I never fumble Make ya throw ya hands up when I break in the zone
it came like that If sex was football, I'd be a runningback I can only get low and I never fumble Make ya throw ya hands up when I break in the zone
Came up right out the Trap Yeah My B's Yeah They got my back Run it back Like a running-back I got the racks yeah that is no cap Fact's, Fact's, Said
I think i told you (nana) I think i told you that i'm never coming back I cannot stand you (nana) I got the speed like a motherfuckin' runningback
Where you at Made a promise that I'd never call you back She know I been making plays, running-back Run it back, run it back I been tryna call you up
in a hellcat See me switching them gears Like a runningback Yeah she shaking that ass And she throw it back Damn her pussy so good Had to play it back
We got problems work it out Talk shit whatchu on about Runningback yea we run the route But whatchu mean? Call this a movie we making a scene They
the bills when the rent call Fucking with a NFL player when his check long Running back as if a running-back Hard to stomach that you let him fuck for
Run game, make plays like a runningback Serve caine, weight gain, then I run it back Dumb hoe gave brain and I'm lovin that She hate my gang though But
Check my post like its an email Runningback just like I'm Ezel Got a job, you working retail Boost some clothes that we could resale Look like I got
back Expensive favors, I know where the money at, you get some money then then promise she comin back Runningback I got the plays Garçon it sit on my
to stay (Know where to stay stay) If they comeback I might clap back Peace out I'm fast like a runningback (runningback) Dawgs on loose Man mans on loose
his ass out here he a runningback He won't need a doctor, huh He not coming back What I paid for this chain You couldn't sum up that See the blang
plaque If the Feds at the door I'm running out the back Do the hundred yard dash like a runningback Took a lotta cash just to flex like that Took a big bag
Do the hundred yard dash like a Runningback It took a lotta cash just to flex like that It took a big bag just to flex like that Big body Benz while I
up like a runningback Hand off to my other man's Shit bangs you should run it back Shit bangs you should run it back Shit bangs you should run it back
running-back Le cash je le coffre sous le Bed Young Nigga n'écoute pas les lois La mentalité est rebelle J'aime bien les baby avec la peau lisse Et j'aime pas
like a runningback Ak-forty-seven, this ain't wood, this bitch carbon black I can't put my cup down, even if I catch a heart attack
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