| We was gettin' money, tryna make that cash up
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| This the type of money that’ll back that ass up
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| Don’t be actin' funny, will you clap that ass up?
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| Shawty you better not
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| We was gettin' money, tryna make that cash up
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| This the type of money that’ll back that ass up
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| Don’t be actin' funny, will you clap that ass up?
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| Niggas workin' with the feds, yeah
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| They dead, yeah
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| I’m just smokin', countin' bread, yeah
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| Pop Mez, yeah
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| I’ma grab her by the hair, yeah, the hair, yeah
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| I’ma grab her by the hair, yeah, the hair, yeah
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| I’ma fuck her by the throat now, she go down
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| All my niggas got the boats now
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| You know how, we be rockin' off the cocaine
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| The whole town wanna fuck with a nigga now, I hold it down
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| Yung Joc on a nigga now, she goin' down
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| Yung Joc on a nigga now, she goin' down
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| Got the pipe like a plumber, nigga
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| I’m a drummer, nigga
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| Free Greedo, all my motherfuckin' drummer niggas
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| Yeah that kitty cat, give me that
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| I’m the type of nigga break your back then run it back
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| Pussy soakin' on my fuckin' lap
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| She love to, I’ma hit it, make 'em fuckin' mad
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| I make a mess, she a muhfuckin', get it girl
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| She get it girl
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| I’m the nigga, the nigga-nigga
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| That hit it, girl
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| Ayy, ayy, ayy
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| Bitch I’m that nigga, just listen (Listen)
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| Pistols in the party, nigga I can feel the tension
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| They don’t want us in the hood, like a fucked up engine
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| Bitch if you can’t take the heat, get out my muhfuckin' kitchen
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| Shout out all my shooters, couple names I can’t mention
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| When your mama told you stay away from the gang, you shoulda listen
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| When I wake up in the mornin', all I’m thinking 'bout is checking
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| Wack a nigga then I’m to keep me out the
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| All my opps, we got 'em sick as hell
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| That nigga tellin'
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| They like «Lil' Rob, you slick as hell»
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| My niggas felons
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| Where I’m from, bitch we don’t do the drugs
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| Look, bitch we sellin' it
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| Where I’m from, bitch we don’t do the drugs
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| Look, bitch we sellin' it
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| Bitch we tryna go, yeah
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| I’m rockin' shows, yeah
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| Throw that money on the floor, yeah
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| I’m fuckin' hoes, yeah
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| Send the pussy on my phone, yeah
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| I’m crackin' codes, yeah
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| If we beefin' let me know, yeah
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| I’m finna blow, yeah
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| Young nigga need a sick chick
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| Real bitch
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| Type of hoe that swallow until she finish it
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| Yeah you cut but that ain’t enough, I need a thicker bitch
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| You wasn’t cuttin' it, lil' baby need some bigger dick
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| That’s a thirty, this a fifty, this a bigger stick (This bigger stick)
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| Popped a Perky now a nigga feelin' sick as shit (Feelin' sick as shit)
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| Just made it flippin' shit, my niggas gettin' rich as shit
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| She actin' innocent but she ain’t really innocent
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| I just caught a real bad bih, five in the L
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| My niggas love gettin' bands, I’m like five in the shower
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| Hit the mall, poppin' tags, spending bags by the thousand
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| Who them niggas gettin' that?
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| Bitch don’t ask 'cause they are robbers
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| Kicking doors still
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| Walking with the choppa still
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| Got it on me walking out the farm, I got a lotta pills
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| Got it on me walking out the bank, I got a lotta bills
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| All hunnids, sippin' on red, show you how it feel
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| I don’t trust 'em, that’s a code red, show me how it sit
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| Hunnid bitches at the hotel, we got the lobby filled
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| I don’t trust 'em, that’s a code red, show me how it sit
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| Hunnid bitches at the hotel, we got the lobby filled
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| Yeah that kitty cat, give me that
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| I’m the type of nigga break your back then run it back
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| Pussy soakin' on my fuckin' lap
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| She love to, I’ma hit it, make 'em fuckin' mad
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| I make a mess, she a muhfuckin', get it girl
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| She get it girl
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| I’m the nigga, the nigga-nigga
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| That hit it, girl |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Run It Back , by - SHORELINE MAFIA. Song from the album Mafia Bidness, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп