Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Run It Down, artist - Pouya. Album song The South Got Something to Say, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: AWAL Recordings America, Pouya
Song language: English
Run It Down |
But it’s like this, though |
I’m tired of folks, you know I’m sayin'? |
Them close minded folks, you know I’m sayin'? |
It’s like we got a demo tape, but don’t nobody wanna hear it |
But it’s like this, the South got something to say |
That’s all I got to say |
Got your money, got your paper |
We can run it down tonight |
Ooh, everybody else a hater |
I don’t give a damn, you’re right |
Got your money, got your paper |
We can run it down tonight |
Ooh, everybody else a hater |
I don’t give a damn, you’re right |
I need four forty-fives and a MAC by my side |
When I go out of town and I roll them dice |
You, you went by the Pittsburgh |
So I gotta intern, hopin' that the test go right |
I’ve been tossin' and turnin', knowin' that you perfect |
Baby, you’ve been on my mind |
Now I’m all alone with a cracked iPhone |
Sittin' down sideways, stayin' up all night |
So I gotta fill a void, now I’m back in a Porsche |
Mikey tellin' me to slow down |
Hands in the field, now I’m back in the show |
Damn mic in my hand, guess I’m back in a showdown, yeah |
Backend, hit it, sold out, did it |
Guess I’m back on the road, gotta tend to business |
Came a long way from pickin' up plates, gettin' no tips |
Havin' to mop and wash dishes |
Got your money, got your paper |
We can run it down tonight |
Ooh, everybody else a hater |
I don’t give a damn, you’re right |
Got your money, got your paper |
We can run it down tonight |
Ooh, everybody else a hater |
I don’t give a damn, you’re right |
Simmer down, it’s summer now |
Baby, I don’t really wanna hear the run-around |
I read your mind, but I didn’t mind that you wanna minimize |
My enterprise and fuck my bag up, back up |
Backed up with the thoughts in my mind |
When are we seeing this wedding ring? |
Will you become a better man? |
When will you swallow the medicine? |
Swallow your pride for my ego |
I need a guy that hide his emotions like Tony Soprano |
See fifteen therapists, really, it’s really embarrassing |
None of them bitches have bettered me |
My temperament still out of whack |
But at least my paper’s still intact |
I got two full bags in the backseat |
And four real homies that’ll back me, yeah |
Got your money, got your paper |
We can run it down tonight |
Ooh, everybody else a hater |
I don’t give a damn, you’re right |
Got your money, got your paper |
We can run it down tonight |
Ooh, everybody else a hater |
I don’t give a damn, you’re right |