Paroles Run Things de Brooks Buford

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  • Chanson: Run Things
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Textes et Paroles de Run Things




Hey Reese, I love some cheerleaders
Yeah, street minds, yeah, BBI, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go

Some bling it out, some scream it out
We clean 'em out 'cuz we run things
So sing it out, when we come get out
Stop, drop, roll, we run things

Jump back put your hands in the air, now pull 'em off
Brooks ain't got no friends, I cut 'em off
Jack in the back it's on, it's off
Gun rack in the Cadillac playin' golf
Got argyle socks and a CTS
A calculator watch and 2 big breasts
Covered in hoes but it was never an issue
I got jokes but I might hit you
Try me, cross me, see what happen
See you cryin', see me laughin'
Lesbians I love you all, almost as much as alcohol
But back to kickin' ass don't be lazy
My name ain't Prince but let's go crazy
I don't feel love unless you bleed
I don't want to mosh, I want a stampede

Some bling it out, some scream it out
We clean 'em out 'cuz we run things
So sing it out, when we come get out
Stop, drop, roll, we run things

Been a long road but I made it here
I killed myself but still I'm here
It don't matter and I don't care
Rehab broke up and I don't care
Got a new clique and it's full of soldiers
I ride gangster lean drinkin' Folger's
Better off than me smokin' boulders
My beats got hot and your's got colder
AKA Billy Bob Einstein on the street and back online
Chromed out hard drives and concubines
You see me with her she's probably fine
I got a 2-way the size of a laptop
A1's and an RV with a drop top
Trailer fabulous, mad and scandalous
Come on sugar plum you can't handle this

Some bling it out, some scream it out
We clean 'em out 'cuz we run things
So sing it out, when we come get out
Stop, drop, roll, we run things

Hustle, hustle, hustle
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Hustle, hustle, hustle
Hustle, hustle, hustle

Now bring it back

Some bling it out, some scream it out
We clean 'em out 'cuz we run things
So sing it out, when we come get out
Stop, drop, roll, we run things
Some bling it out, some scream it out
We clean 'em out 'cuz we run things
So sing it out, when we come get out
Stop, drop, roll, we run things

Yes, and there can only be...one
Yes, and there can only be...one
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