Run It Meek Mill

Run It

Run It lyrics

Cuban Linx and kilos
We might get the rico
Pull up on a sucka take his bitch like I was —
Got the four five in the six call it [C-Lo?]
Buying bottles with your cop money, nacho cheese Dorito (hol up!)
All of my niggas [?] as fuck
— like I’m whipping the truck
I’m sippin’ Ciroc while I’m sittin’ with Puff
Let’s talk about business —
That’s cray, that’s cray
New toys, lets play
I brought spades, with the deuce, like poof, that’s —
I must say, I get money, fuck the 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 space ship?
My money talkin’ and my Rollie never tickin niggas
Five bullets — on the wrist I’m official nigga

I’m feeling a way
I’m feeling a way
I’m feeling a way
I’m feeling a way
Whoa, run it
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Whoa
This is what we do
Run it
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Yeah

My bitch look like Halle
My bitch look like Cali
Your bitch don’t look happy
None of you 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 —
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 then the thing goes
— get a mother fuckin’
They was tryna take it, but I need to get away
Think I was trippin’ if a nigga never had it
I never had a way, take a [?] everyday talking to God hoping he could do some magic
Hoping the — got the mother fucking mansion
Then move my friends in, and get Benzs
Now this shit sound like sci-fi
I ain’t ever had no wifi
I grew up where the guns went-
Almost got killed in a drive-by
Stay in your biz don’t mind mine
I’m a year’s top-5, top-5
Can’t touch this nigga, why try?
Gimmie yo shit or you might die

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Wait, hold up, look

Your shit sound like bubble gum, popcorn, starburst, chocolate, gum drop, cupcake, milkshake, [?], candy cane, rainbow
Your shit sound like summer time, playground, third grade, ice cream, [?] pop, Reese’s, Hershey’s, swirly, lemonade, mango
Momma thought I was retarded
Daddy thought I was lathargic
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 [?] wanna 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 wan’t to fly me a luxury
Same hoes never want to let me hit
Now they all want to bust nuts with me
— poppin’ then me
I never been cocky, but they don’t want a problem with me
The fuckers and haters that wanna take a dollar from me

Ain’t nobody was lookin’ for me, they were hiding from me
— now they counting on me
Mother fucker hotter — sauna then me
— pull the trigger —

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Wait, hold up, look


Run It
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