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[Verse 1: Meek
Cuban and kilos
We get the rico
Pull up on a sucka take his like I was D Bo
Got the five in the six call it Cee-Lo
Buying bottles with your cop money, cheese Dorito (hol up!)
All of my niggas as fuck
Big ass like I'm whipping the truck
I'm sippin' Ciroc I'm sittin' with Puff
And talking business with Jigga at lunch
That's cray, cray
New toys, lets
I brought spades, the deuce, like poof, let's [?]
I must say, I get money, ho, don't pay
And I ball, in the clutch, Ray Al, for tre
And I ride, for the Ye, side, Kim K
girl, through The Bay, my hood, I'm Mac Dre
Bitch, if money why you niggas never say shit?
If sky's the limit, why I'm ridin' in a ship?
My money talkin' and my Rollie never niggas
Five bullets [?] on the wrist I'm nigga

[Chorus: Lucas & Timbaland]
I'm a way...
Whoa, run it
Run it
Run it

This is we do
Run it
Run it
Run it
Run it

[Verse 2: Lucas]
My bitch like Halle
My bitch like Kylie
Your bitch don't happy
None of ya'll can have me
Can't touch me, touch this
MC Hammer the swaggy
cuff me, can't function
Bitch, I want to get married
ain't ever want me on payroll
They ain't ever me have say-so
Always had a crush on
I was the man 'til my chain broke
I was so broke can't change
You keep it real, you a lame-o
You don't a move 'til I say so
When I get loose, goes
Money in the mother fuckin'
They was tryna take it, but I need to get
I think I'm cause a nigga never had it
I never had a way, I think I every day
Talking to God I'm hoping he could do some
to get paid and then take all my stress away
And I could buy a mother fucking mansion
Then move my friends in, and get
Cause this sound like sci-fi
I ain't had no wifi
I grew up the guns went- (pow pow)
Almost got in a drive-by
Stay in your biz don't mines
I'm in top five's top five
Can't this nigga, why try?
Gimme yo or you might die

[Chorus: Lucas]
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Wait, hold up, yo,

[Verse 3: Lucas]
shit sound like bubble gum, popcorn, starburst, chocolate
Gum drop, cupcake, milkshake, [?], cane, rainbow
Your shit sound like time, playground, third grade
Ice cream, fun pop, Reese's, Hershey's, swirly, lemonade,
thought I was retarded
Daddy thought I was
They said I wasn't the
Grammy knew I was an
All of y'all is trash, go throw your shit in the garbage
I your shit in the ocean, I hope it swim with the starfish
I remember when you wouldn't fuck me
Ain't nobody wanna ride the bus me
Ain't nobody share lunch with me
Family couldn't keep in with me
Now they all get enough of me
Now they want to fly me in luxury
Same hoes want to let me hit
Now they all want to bust for me
Name another nigga than me?
I never been cocky, but they don't a problem with me
And all these haters that wanna take a dollar from me
Nigga fuck any rapper yo I don't need a counter me
Ain't wasn't lookin' for me, they was hiding from me
All of them was counting me out now they on me
I'm so hot that the wind is a sauna to me
Right before I the trigger and begging that God forgive me I said

[Chorus: Joyner
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Whoa, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Run it,
Run it, run it
Wait, hold up,