I Run This

Uh-huh Yeah Check me out, look (I run this bitch) and I'ma keep runnin I'ma keep runnin', but I'm never runnin' out of money I'm a dog, I'ma stunt, if I don't do nothin (yeah, to the ceiling with it, nigga) And my car so pretty, all these hoes wanna fuck it (high with it, talkin' money, nigga) I got pussy wet paint (paint), big boy shoes (shoes) (candy with it, five star with it) Soft-ass seats and my trunk go boom (to the ceiling with it) Got a black-ass gun and a bad yellow bitch (in the wall with it, nigga) And it looks like I'ma die like this (let's go, homie) 'Cause we be stuntin' on these bitches, get money on these bitches Two-fifty on the wrist, nigga, we be the illest We be the realest, CMB niggas Uptown soldier with the money to the ceiling Shinin' like a diamond from a eagle to a pigeon Birds on the wire, hundred deep and we chillin Finger on the trigger, that's that uptown livin' High to the sky, no divin' for fishes Hustlin', doin' donuts in the Lamb' Candy on the slab, fifty on the ave Hundred at the crib, get it how you live Stuntin' on these bitches, red diamonds how I feel (I run this bitch) and I'ma keep runnin I'ma keep runnin', but I'm never runnin' out of money I'm a dog, I'ma stunt, if I don't do nothin And my car so pretty, all these hoes wanna fuck it I got pussy wet paint (paint), big boy shoes (shoes) Soft-ass seats and my trunk go boom Got a black-ass gun and a bad yellow bitch (burn one, nigga) And it looks like I'ma die like this I'm a uptown soldier, known high roller Money go getter, M.O.B. all over Hustlin' with the birds, known to take it off your shoulder Grindin' with the homies, got the game out the 'Nola Hundred G's wrapped, hood with a strap Blowin' on the doja, nigga, stuntin' in a 'Llac Chicken in the oven, wall safe for the stacks Bought a brand new Range, and a brand new 'Bach Old school Caddy, fifth wheel, slab back A brand new truck, a brand new bike A brand new house, a brand new psych A brand new bitch live a hood rich life (I run this bitch) and I'ma keep runnin I'ma keep runnin, but I'm never runnin' out of money I'm a dog, I'ma stunt, if I don't do nothin And my car so pretty, all these hoes wanna fuck it I got pussy wet paint (paint), big boy shoes (shoes) Soft-ass seats and my trunk go boom Got a black-ass gun and a bad yellow bitch And it looks like I'ma die like this I run this shit and I'ma keep runnin I'ma keep runnin, but I'm never runnin' out of money I'm a dog, I'ma stunt, if I don't do nothin' All these hoes wanna fuck it I got pussy wet paint (paint), big boy shoes (shoes) Soft-ass seats and my trunk go boom Got a black-ass gun and a bad yellow bitch And it looks like I'ma die like this Another Cash Money classic, ya heard me? Birdman, Lil Wayne, ya heard? Them niggas know they gangstas from the hood, ya heard me? I'm a nigga out the Magnolia, I can claim this, ya heard me? Them niggas been street, man We all was raised together, man Niggas Birdman and Lil Wayne, gangsters for life, niggaor life, nigga