Lyrics:
Issa 4 in my cup
I might go run it up
Steal my flow, give no fucks
In the stove whip it up
Issa 4 in my cup
I might go run it up
Steal my flow, give
to Hackney for your holidays
Here comes the summer
Here comes the sun
The beautiful summer
So you better run
You run for cover
To get out of the rain
scared, Jay
Why do you quit, Jay
Why do you run, Jay
Why do you hide, Jay
'Cause there will be tears
When you create what you fear
And you'll be alone
ones, for these coins
I do just what I want
I do just what I want
Uhh
Can't Stop, Won't Stop
Take that, take that
Bad Boy!
But we don't wanna run
We sang your song
Just the other night
It over whelmed me
I had to run outside
I cried when you
Left me at the
Alter
I never thought myself
to make when we were happy
Up until the day you left me
But you don't have to run from me, run from me
I swear I feel you
You don't have to hide from me,
Now the lord is on the run
The witch drove him mad
The lord is now equal to the rest of us
Cuz of what the witch has done
The lord is on the run
His
love that feeling
Girl, what you talkin bout
I don't really fuck with the run-around
And i don't wanna fuck and then run around
And i don't wanna hear
In the green till I'm itchy
Run it back need to feel me
In the green till I'm itchy itchy
I don't know about no iffy iffy
I don't know about no
I will never be afraid, never run away
Hold my head up incase they try to infiltrate
I will never dry up, never fade away
Hold it down with my
You"
Not to fancy you
When you know a N*gga fancy You
"Plus your fancy too"
Cause one of these days I'll
Run the world
I'll put you in a magic carpet
My love was born from the sea
Does she know while we’ve been fighting
I’ve been fighting with my sleep
As she runs along the forest floor
Roses lift
who like to go and run they mouth
If you don’t speak that language I can’t hear you what you talkin bout
I can’t be a bum can’t be in prison
So I’m 9
fuck with a nigga NFL on her shirt
If a nigga run up on me swear I go berserk
And that ass on me bitch I'm going crazy
Aye lil baby got that ass can you
You know what the f*** it is
I need all the money
Run that s*** (Run it run it)
Stat (Stat)
Ha
Yo
Money dreams
Money dreams
Money dreams while I
love anymore
Life goes on
Run on home
I don't know
I don't know
Dus nu kill ik maar letterlijk elke mic die ik vind
Maakt me niet uit wat die meid van me
I hope that you find what you searching for
I know that you tired of hurting more
Life so wild when you run through a burning door
Sight so blind you
looking for something new
Half of my life
Give me the run around, run around, run around
Evil
All these evil people
Trying to be you
Sipping what you drink
want to run back to you
I don't know why, I should feel this sad
I think I want to laugh, or i'll just go mad
An I'll just rest awhile, at the side
hesitate, let the moment run away
See if I care, an even split is always fair
Don't hesitate, let the moment run away
You whisper in my ear
Is there
the same old song
The beat goes on and on
And on
And on
They all try to control me
Don't take the time to understand me
But they all just want fe run me
out duck huntin shit
Run it up like it's never endin
Bastian rappers you be story tellin
Fashion rappers have me bored as ever
Run this shit like board
mouthpiece)
Imma boss when I floss (You know I'm shining ****)
Imma boss break em off (Break them boyz off)
50 Be a boss (Run it)
Tip be a boss (Run it)
Pimp be
Run and hide said the killers gonna find you
Hold your breath or his knife is gonna glide though
Psychopath gotta plan he's gonna stick to
Make
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