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Birdman - I Run This (Remix) Lyrics

Uh, huh
Yeah
Check me out
Look


I run this bitch, and I'm a keep runnin'
I'm a keep runnin', but I'm never runnin' out of money
I'm a dog, I'm a stunt
If I don't do nothin, and my cars so pretty all these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussie wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats, and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun
And a bad yellow bitch
And it looks like I'm a die like this


We be stuntin' on them bitches
Gettin' money on them bitches
250 on the wrist
Nigga we bes the illest
We be's 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, 100 deep and we chillin'
Finga on the trigga, that's that uptown livin'
High to the sky, no diving for fishes
Hustlin', doin' donut's in the Lamb
Candy on the slab, 50 on the ave.
100 at the crib, get it how you live
Stuntin' on these bitches
Red diamonds how I feel
I run this bitch


And I'm a keep runnin'
I'm a keep runnin', but I'm never runnin' out of money
I'm a dog, I'm a stunt
If I don't do nothin, and my cars so pretty all these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussie wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats, and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun
And a bad yellow bitch
And it looks like I'm a die like this


Hollygrove gangsta, Eagle street animal
I'll have my goons jack-son like Samuel
If you want beef, bring your cows
I will cattle you,
Yeah I see you player but, I'm the most valuable
I am so radical, my Lamborghini got on a bikini
That meanest top that you seen it on the beach
When I screech and scurve, keep the perb, keep the serve,
Lord I be gettin' on peoples nerve
But people can kiss my peepin' pherb
I'm first, second, and third,
Da-da-da-dat my word
Cash money, Young money
Da-da-da dat who gonn be here when you come for me
Everytime, anytime, I'm gon' meet you at the finish line cause,


I run this bitch, and I'm a keep runnin'
I'm a keep runnin', but I'm never runnin' out of money
I'm a dog, I'm a stunt
If I don't do nothin, and my cars so pretty all these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussie wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats, and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun
And a bad yellow bitch
And it looks like I'm a die like this


I'm a uptown solider
Known high rolla
Money go getta, M.O.B. all over
Hustlin with the birds, known to take it off your shoulders
Grindin' with the homies, got the game out the nose
100 gs wrap, hood with a strap
Blowin on the dojo, nigga stuntin in a 'lac
Chicken in the oven, wall safe for the stack
Bought a brand new range, and a brand new 'bac
Old school caddy, fifth wheel slab back
Brand new truck, a brand new bike
A brand new house, a brand new sike
A brand new bitch with a hood rich life


I run this bitch, and I'm a keep runnin'
I'm a keep runnin', but I'm never runnin' out of money
I'm a dog, I'm a stunt
If I don't do nothin, and my cars so pretty all these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussie wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats, and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun
And a bad yellow bitch
And it looks like I'm a die like this









Thanks to Kevin for these lyrics

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