Joyner Lucas, Meek Mill, Timbaland - Run It lyrics

Cuban Linx and kilos, we might get the rico
Pull up on a sucka
Take his bitch like I was Deebo
Got the 45 in the 6, call it Cee-Lo
Buyin' bottles with your cop money
Nacho cheese Dorito (hol up)
All of my niggas official as fuck
Big ass Mulsanne like I'm
Whippin' the truck
I'm sippin' Ciroc while I'm
Sittin' with Puff
And talkin' 'bout business with
Jigga at lunch
That's cray, that's cray, new toys
Lets play
I brought Spades, with the Dusse, like poof
Let's trade
I must say, I get money, fuck ho, don't pay
And I ball, in the clutch, Ray Al
For that tre
And I ride, for the Ye, West side, Kim K
White girl, through The Bay, my hood
I'm Mac Dre bitch, if money talks why you
Niggas never say shit? If sky's the limit
Why I'm ridin' in a spaceship?
My money talkin' and my
Rollie never tickin' niggas
Five pull this TEC, blow the whistle
I'm official nigga

I'm feeling a way
Whoa, run it, run it, run it, whoa
This is what we do
Run it, run it, run it, run it, yeah

My bitch look like Halle
My bitch look like Kylie
Your bitch don't look happy
None of ya'll hoes can have me
Can't touch me, can't touch this
MC Hammer with the swaggy
Can't cuff me, can't function, bitch
I don't want to get married
They ain't ever want me on payroll
They ain't ever want me have say-so
Always had a crush on J-Lo
Thought I was the man 'til my chain broke
I was so broke can't change clothes
You don't keep it real, you a lame-o
You don't make a move 'til I
Say so, when I get loose, anythin' goes
Money in the motherfuckin' mattress
They was tryna take it
But I need to get away
I think I'm trippin' 'cause a
Nigga never had it i never had a way
I think I struggled every day
Talkin' to God
I'm hopin' he could do some magic
Hopin' to get paid and then
Take all my stress away
And I could finally buy
A motherfuckin' mansion
Then move my friends in, and get Benzs
'Cause this shit sound like sci-fi
I ain't ever had no wifi
I grew up where the guns went-
(pow pow) , almost got killed in a drive-by
Stay in your biz, don't mind mines
I'm in your top five's top five
Can't touch this nigga
Why try? Gimme yo shit or you might die

Run it, run it, run it, whoa
Run it, run it, run it, whoa
Run it, run it, run it, whoa run it, run it
Run it, run it, run it, whoa
Run it, run it, run it, whoa
Run it, run it, run it, whoa
Run it, run it, wait, hold up, yo, look

Your shit sound like bubble
Gum, popcorn, Starburst, chocolate, gum drop
Cupcake, milkshake, Lean Bake, candy cane
Rainbow
Your shit sound like summer time, playground
Third grade ice cream, fun pop
Reese's, Hershey's, swirly, lemonade, mango
Momma thought I was retarded
Daddy thought I was lethargic
They said I wasn't the smartest
Grammy knew I was an artist
All of y'all niggas is trash
Go throw your shit in the garbage
I threw your shit in the ocean
I hope it swim with the starfish
I remember when you wouldn't fuck with me
Ain't nobody wanna ride the bus with me
Ain't nobody wanna share lunch with me
Family couldn't keep in touch with me
Now they all can't get enough of me
Now they want to fly with me in luxury
Same hoes never want to let me hit
Now they all want to bust nuts for me
Name another nigga poppin' than me?
I never been cocky
But they don't want a problem with me
And fuck all these haters that wanna
Take a dollar from me nigga fuck any rapper
Yo I don't need a counter with me
Ain't nobody wasn't lookin' for me
They was hidin' from me
All of them was countin' me out
Now they countin' on me
I'm so motherfuckin' hot that the wind
Is a sauna to me
Right before I pull the trigger and
Beggin' that God forgive me, i said

Run it, run it, run it, whoa
Run it, run it, run it, whoa
Run it, run it, run it, whoa run it, run it
Run it, run it, run it, whoa
Run it, run it, run it, whoa
Run it, run it, run it, whoa
Run it, run it, wait, hold up, look