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eastmemphisboyz - who run it remix كلمات الأغنية

[hook: chris travis]:
these b-tches ain’t run, sh-t but they mouths
these n-ggas ain’t run, sh-t but they mouths
these b-tches ain’t run, sh-t but they mouths
these n-ggas ain’t run, sh-t but they mouths

[verse 1: chris travis]
put a n-gga in a moutherf-cking dropbox
sleepin on rap n-ggas like its hopscotch
got yo b-tch bowin’ down like its crockpot
n-ggas goin down fast like stop drop
run sh-t
no p-ss, i can’t drop
n-ggas switch in my lane but i can’t stop
trash talk on your b-tch like a raindrop
then drop her -ss off at the train stop
i’m rappin this sh-t, it get vital
these rappers be working with writers
f-ck yo b-tch, i ain’t even need to wrap it up
[?]
[?]
[?]
pop a pill on the plane, i’m blind
[?]
i ride like fast & furious
neva text that b-tch cause she curious
these n-ggas act like they ain’t hearin us
imma make these n-ggas look up to us
these rappers signed up for a couple bucks
neva trust them when its one to trust
[?]
[?]
i stay fast, talking racks
blew a stack on her back
then i left it where it’s at
dressed in black
never rat
neva argue neva slack
watch yo back and that’s facts
b-tch we only f-ck a track
and i’m straight from the south
use to mob up on [?]
how you axe what i’m bout
when you ain’t got sh-t or clout?
p-ssy n-gga what you bout’?
all i know, it ain’t sh-t
better watch yo f-ckin mouth
i can end it in this b-tch
pullin up on a n-gga
get mysterious in dis b-tch
f-ck that b-tch
all that sh-t, she got the [?] in that b-tch
ion give a f-ck bout sh-t
imma motherf-ckin piper
like its ufc b-tch
imma mothaf-ckin striker

[verse 2: ta double dolla]
they say i’m bougie and c-cky
i say i’m just getting started
threw a bag at my baby mama here you go, go shopping
every other day i’m waking up to new money
gettin deposits in
from negative to positive
dollar boy just landed
in the city of angels

[verse 3: idontknowjeffery]
point me out to who run it
f-ckin’ man or a woman
i kick they -ss in the stomach until they vomit from it
n-gga i’m sick i’m bubonic and you and that b-tch is platonic
stab your -ss in the stomach and clean the mess up with comet
f-ck all that extra sh-t
i’m in the bed with a naked b-tch and her head just twist like d-mn exorcist
what ya tryna posses me with
the way she suck my d-ck was an accident cause i ain’t even have to ask the b-tch
n-gga i’m stingy as h-ll
i’m face my hoes n-gga i don’t even p-ss the b-tch
and i sh-t on n-ggas on accident like i ate some laxatives
try to impress me with that bullsh-t turn him to an acronym
n-gga its pr-ck harper
i’m a sh-t starter
and all that bullsh-t you talkin’ make my d-ck harder
i treat a rapper like his father i don’t text him i don’t call him
i don’t bother
n-gga i let the glock solve problems

[verse 4: xavier wulf]
these rappers ain’t runnin’ sh-t but ya b-tch
who, where she at?
she at the crib tryna cook me something every d-mn day
told her “b-tch i do it better” by myself go move away
here to stay
up from now until whenever the f-ck i say

well i could i ain’t never had a juug but i had a blunt to finish
you rap n-ggas still capping

pulled up with a b-tch so thick i’ma leave a little bit early just to hit

serotonin too lit
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout you, him, them

- eastmemphisboyz

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