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[Verse 1: Meek
Cuban Linx and
We might get the
Pull up on a sucka take his like I was D Bo
Got the four in the six call it Cee-Lo
bottles with your cop money, nacho cheese Dorito (hol up!)
All of my niggas as fuck
Big ass Mulsanne like I'm the truck
I'm sippin' Ciroc while I'm with Puff
And 'bout business with Jigga at lunch
That's cray, that's
New toys, play
I brought spades, with the deuce, poof, let's [?]
I say, I get money, fuck ho, don't pay
And I ball, in the clutch, Ray Al, for tre
And I ride, for the Ye, side, Kim K
girl, through The Bay, my hood, I'm Mac Dre
Bitch, if money talks why you niggas say shit?
If sky's the limit, why I'm ridin' in a ship?
My money talkin' and my never tickin niggas
Five [?] on the wrist I'm official nigga

[Chorus: Joyner & Timbaland]
I'm a way...
Whoa, run it
Run it
Run it

This is we do
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it

[Verse 2: Lucas]
My bitch like Halle
My bitch look like
Your bitch look happy
None of hoes can have me
Can't me, can't touch this
MC Hammer the swaggy
Can't me, can't function
Bitch, I don't to get married
ain't ever want me on payroll
They ain't ever want me say-so
Always had a on J-Lo
Thought I was the man 'til my broke
I was so can't change clothes
You keep it real, you a lame-o
You make a move 'til I say so
I get loose, anything goes
Money in the mother mattress
They was tryna it, but I need to get away
I I'm tripping cause a nigga never had it
I never had a way, I think I struggled day
Talking to God I'm he could do some magic
Hoping to get paid and then take all my away
And I finally buy a mother fucking mansion
move my friends in, and get Benzs
Cause this shit like sci-fi
I ever had no wifi
I grew up the guns went- (pow pow)
Almost got in a drive-by
in your biz don't mind mines
I'm in top five's top five
Can't this nigga, why try?
Gimme yo shit or you die

[Chorus: Joyner
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Wait, hold up, yo,

3: Joyner Lucas]
Your shit sound like gum, popcorn, starburst, chocolate
Gum drop, cupcake, milkshake, [?], cane, rainbow
Your shit sound like summer time, playground, grade
Ice cream, fun pop, Reese's, Hershey's, swirly, lemonade,
Momma I was retarded
Daddy thought I was
They said I the smartest
knew I was an artist
All of y'all niggas is trash, go throw your shit in the
I threw your shit in the ocean, I hope it swim the starfish
I remember when you wouldn't fuck me
Ain't nobody wanna the bus with me
Ain't wanna share lunch with me
Family keep in touch with me
Now all can't get enough of me
Now they want to fly me in luxury
Same never want to let me hit
Now they all want to nuts for me
Name nigga poppin' than me?
I never been cocky, but they don't want a problem me
And fuck all haters that wanna take a dollar from me
Nigga fuck any rapper yo I don't need a counter me
Ain't nobody lookin' for me, they was hiding from me
All of them was counting me out now they on me
I'm so hot that the wind is a sauna to me
Right before I the trigger and begging that God forgive me I said

[Chorus: Joyner
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Wait, up, look