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Busta Rhymes - Run It Up lyrics

Artist: Busta Rhymes

album: The Fuse Is Lit


Don't, don't run away, (don't run away for it)
Know I need a ride away, (know I need a ride away)
Money on my mind today, (money on my mind)
Don't let anything get in my way
City moves on my safe look, only count again through favors
To get to place hopes, get the money but
I can't leave my crib without a picky, know who I am in my city
Show them how to run it up, she got them some jiggles
Now she treats me like am ditty
Buggy now she ain't even dare with bones
She know the difference that they real or us
They wanna know who run it up the most
I don't know shit me am really on the cause
Hey think about me ultra
Run it from the city and do it for the culture
Launch year chilling while am sleeping on my motion
Making statues with the kids with bangers playing at this culture
I hear chipper striking matches like the sulfur
Rap the city white while killing niggas like an ulcer
Getting money while you hang with niggas like a poster
Got a black team of bosses like we take it back to chooser (dowser)
Niggah got them fine up and whined up, you know the way we do it bitch
You know we backed the while back at it again
Fried up the sizzle everything in this ma 'fuckers treat
To get this money back in pilled up again
Tired of you niggas there been talking like you walking with your talk
But why you niggas out here with lying ass again
No matter what you search you trying to find a duper kits
She want me going to you we never ever finding us again
I can't leave my crib without a picky, know who I am in my city
Show them how to run it up, she got them some jiggles
Know she treats me like am ditty
Buggy now she ain't even dare with bones
She know the difference that they real or us
They wanna know who run it up the most
I don't know shit me am really on the cause
Yeah, everybody got to thank us, eager for the harder shit
Got to kind of anxious, got it from the bottom
Now am frank with all the bankers ain't got so much bag of money
I got to pull up with the tractors
No witnesses is to be while sitting In the wafts
Your bible documented while I finalize the chapters
Need to get to study in analyzing the master by the way you shit
Damn we were finalizing this mastics, lets get back to the feel good
The real good the shit that served the treat to make the meal good
No ain't body follow, do this shit the way
We do it like it was the next day
Fucking up they future got to pack it till tomorrow
Remedy to drop with all this drip
And when they slip they trying to bounce back
Looking for a pack that they could borrow, fucking up the bar game
Dangerous carpella grade
Bringing back the hooker ahead sing it with bravado
I can't leave my crib without a picky, know who I am in my city
Show them how to run it up, she got them some jiggles
Know she treats me like am ditty
Buggy now she ain't even dare with bones
She know the difference that they real or us
They wanna know who run it up the most
I don't know shit me am really on the cause

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