| Run up a check 'til I’m out of breath
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| I fucked up my back (I fucked up my back)
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| Uh, Sleep Number bed, I set it on 66
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| ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
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| Now I’m relaxed (I'm in Gucci slacks)
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| I poured up some 'Gnac and it’s dark like the streetlights
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| On the ave, pitch black (Now it’s pitch black)
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| I fucked up some racks, woke up, made it back, mmm
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| How I do that? |
| (How'd you do that?)
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| I hop out the coupe in some slides
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| Laces, don’t wanna do that (No, I don’t wanna do that)
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| My new bitch look like a basketball wife
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| Her hair, she want me to do that (And I’m not gon' do that)
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| $ 3000 on jeans, I know it’s not wise
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| I still wanna do that (Yeah, I still wanna do that)
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| Even though my yellowbone bitch nice
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| I still want a brunette (I still want a brunette, yeah)
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| I’m in the four door, I’m smokin' my windows up
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| Why I do that? |
| (I like to smoke out through that)
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| Lookin' for something to watch with your girl
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| I Hulu’d that (Netflix with that)
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| Run up a check, don’t jump over hurdles
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| Thought you knew that (Not on the football with that)
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| My bitch belly flat, she don’t need a girdle
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| Where they do that? |
| (Because her stomach is flat)
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| My OG was singin' so loud
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| I might have to autotune that (Might have to autotune that)
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| My ex was comin' at me fussin'
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| I was lyin' through that
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| I hit her from back, too much ruckus
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| My neighbors lyin' through that (Gotta listen to that)
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| I’m gettin' top at the light, but it’s borin'
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| I’m sighin' through that (I don’t wanna do that)
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| Run up a check 'til I’m out of breath
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| I fucked up my back (I fucked up my back)
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| Uh, Sleep Number bed, I set it on 66
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| Now I’m relaxed (I'm in Gucci slacks)
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| I poured up some 'Gnac and it’s dark like the streetlights
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| On the ave, pitch black (Now it’s pitch black)
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| I fucked up some racks, woke up, made it back, mmm
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| How I do that? |
| (How'd you do that?)
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| I hop out the coupe in some slides
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| Laces, don’t wanna do that (No, I don’t wanna do that)
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| My new bitch look like a basketball wife
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| Her hair, she want me to do that (And I’m not gon' do that)
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| $ 3000 on jeans, I know it’s not wise
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| I still wanna do that (Yeah, I still wanna do that)
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| Even though my yellowbone bitch nice
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| I still want a brunette (I still want a brunette, yeah)
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| Carhartt Converses was gifted, presidential, I need a motorcade
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| My watch a double quick, bitch, my sauce, rib tips up at Lem’s
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| Vetements, knee high socks from Barney’s, new Ferraris, GT, PVC
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| Your BM on my pipe, B, oh no
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| Sheisty, schemer, alligator strap on my back, don’t tell PETA
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| AP flooded, don’t tell FEMA, Qualitest and Lime-A-Rita
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| I’m Four Loko, got five rose gold rings, two chrome on
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| With my black ho, her name Coco, Chanel vintage frames the logo
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| Inner circle, face connection straight from Paris
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| Hit underground, came from Paris, valet parked, the Rover rollin'
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| I’m so careless, you embarrassed, Gucci shoes, you shop at Payless
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| Double G my logo |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sleep Number , by - Valee. Song from the album Runnin' Rich, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп