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to the function, The function
And you know that we run shit, We run shit
We gon pull up to the function, The function
In the moshpit and we bumpin', We bumpin'

They

cool well see 
For now I'm the run gotta leave 

Don't wait for nothing 
He was bluffing 
No he ain't like me 
This topic ain't up for Discussion 
Get ya

These niggas mad a young nigga coming up
These niggas mad I really don’t give af
These niggas mad I switched up da plans
I had to get right an go run

to cop a quick feel
I'm just tryna run it up tryna make a quick mill
A quick mill A quick mill
They ont see my kind so when they meet me Issa a big deal

I want it
Yeah
She want the Louis
She want the Fendi
She want the Prada
I run up a cheque
And I go get it
I copped me a new one
I run up a sack
Brand

ai ai ai
Coca în ghiozdan
Run Forrest Gump, run Forrest Gump
Cocaina cocaina, cocaina cocaina
Cocaina cocaina, cocaina cocaina
Sar ca un jaguar, urme

Push his spine thru his hat bitch

Ooh actin dumb in dis mf
Shit I'm feelin numb in dis mf
When I feel like dis be ready to run in dis mf
If I pull it

do yo Kenya twirl don't let that man stop you run faster just like a squirrel 
Go do yo patty cake twerk twerk 
Go shake and bake 
And you gone pay

you free

Gliding 
I can hear you in the silence 
Hundred miles in the islands 
Catching all the sirens 

Run it one time 
One life on sight
Bad lil

will see
We are one, no different
No different

Run to where I'm hated
Right behind the truth
Run to where we're hated
Now there's nothing left to lose

a song to use for dance
But wait

Will I run out of breath before I run out of time
Everybody's saying take it easy you'll be fine
But it's never ending

date
My heart is beating at alarming rates
And I've never felt so fine

Would you mind if I kissed you
You're sugar personified
I wanna run my fingers

Shoot up yuh house
Child mother inna dat
Don't try run inna d church
Link up Shaq
Run inna d tabernacle
Pastor lay flat

Ahh oh God oh God
Them know them

the quiz
Support past 10
Pray I don't bend
Haters get fucked 
By the new Steve Wynn 
Loose like juice 
Pouring up some gin

Who Run the Game
Too much drip

the burning lights
Twisting and turning through the open road
And we’ll run along the night sky
And if we run away to another place
Where do you think we’ll go?

some young niggas I'm tryna bring up yeah
I swear the money it won't ever change us yeah 
Run up the racks 
I had to run up the racks again yeah
Double

them guts and it's just for fun
She fell in love, thinks I'm the one (Dumb)
Da, da, dum, dum, dum, that girl is dumb
Better not run, better run, run, run

ratchet
But a nigga still try to be humble
Shout to the triple og's
And my niggas in the projects
And all of my uncles
Run up on the gang its gone cost ya

to keep them
We're in a cool cool world full of demons
And the Pope runs the show like he's the Baphomet
And I ain't trackin' it but he ain't no catholic

shouldn't mess around
I shouldn't even run and doubt you
I know I shouldn't fuss and fight
I shouldn't hardly run around you
All of these thoughts, in my head

need) to see you 'cuz I have to
Because (Because, because) this love is feeling brand new
I run (I try to run) but I'm frozen like a statue
I want (I

in my chain when they ask how I glisten
Ima run to the money give a fuck bout the distance
Give that bitch D like mf pistons
I don’t need a feature

We just met, and you kind of like me
But you don't know how clingy I can be
Oh don't worry, I will show you soon enough
And you will, run away from

All I do is give it my all
Lay it on the line no leash
Hustle run through my heart
Walk away in one piece yea
When I go and give it my all
Focused