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Ran It Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Ace in the Woods
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Ace Woods




Ace in the Woods - Ran It Up Lyrics
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I ran up my money
I didn't run out of money
Yea I ran up my money
I swear to God
I promise
On God
Ace In The Woods
I ran up my money
I didn't run out of money
Yea
These niggas is funny
Yea
That bitch she go dummy
Yea
She say that love me
I don't know
If she really want it
New bag
I just bought a new wrist
I'ma spend new cash
On a new bitch
Lately I just been
On some new shit
I got a different bitch
She always love it
When we gettin intimate
I got some bad habits
Gotta get rid of em
I liked it better
When life was on simple shit
I said good riddance
Cause we just got rid of him
Only thing keeping him up is the insulin
It was a incident
We had got into it
I will not ever settle
For some petty shit
I'm blessed like a reverend
Feel like I'm heaven sent
Flexing Jeff Hardy
Feel just like him wrestling
She get in my bed
And then we started wrestling
After that
Pull up in Tesla to restaurant
Take all the percs
We ain't saving the rest of them
Nah we ain't saving the rest of them
I got them racks on my dresser
I got these racks on my dresser
Yea
Yea
I don't need a stylist
I'm already dressing
My new bitch
Always tell me she impressed
I don't give a f*ck
About your first impression
You can tell that
Just by my face expression
I'm a young a nigga
That ran up these bands up
I want it
I take it
Yeah call me a bandit
Release a new song
I know they gon play it
You niggas know
I ain't nothing to play with
I just touched down
From a whole nother planet
Said it
I did it
You know
Cause I planned it
I know these perkies
Lowkey doing the damage
Still poppin that shit
Like it don't even matter
Yea
Yea
You turned your back on me
That shit doing damage
I got love for you
I turned to a savage
Don't make me switch
Yo ass out
For a badder one
Yea
Yea
Ima do what gotta do
All that I'm saying
Yea
My money ain't nothing to play wit
Yea
My money ain't nothing to play wit
Yea
Yea
I got all the commas can't change em
Yea
Ran up my money
I didn't run out of money
Yea
These niggas is funny
Yea
That bitch she go dummy
Yea
She say that love me
I don't know if she really want it
I don't even think that she want it
I get the bag when I want it
Never looking at the tag
When I bought it
New bag just bought a new wrist
I'ma spend new cash
On a new bitch
Lately I just been on some new shit
Yea
Yea
My niggas still carry pool sticks
Yea
Gotta move bitch (Get out the way!)
I feel like I'm LUDACRIS
That bitch want me and I gave her mixed feelings (Mix yo feelings bitch)
I'm in my bag I don't be in my feelings (I don't be in my feelings bitch)
Bitch I don't care if U sweet
F*ck a new bitch every week
I know that your nigga weak
U ain't gon ride for me
U just gon run to the streets
I'm just gon run up my money
I just wanna run up my money
I just went ran up my money (MON-EY)
Yea
Yea
Ran up my money this shit isn't funny (FUN-NY)
Yea
Yea
I ran up my money
I never ran out my money
I just went ran up my money
I f*ck your bitch she a runner
Run up my bands by December
Yea
Yea
Run up my bands by the Summer
I just went ran up my money `
I just went ran up my MON-EY
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I ran up my money
I didn't run out of money
Yea I ran up my money
I swear to God
I promise
On God
Ace In The Woods
I ran up my money
I didn't run out of money
Yea
These niggas is funny
Yea
That bitch she go dummy
Yea
She say that love me
I don't know
If she really want it
New bag
I just bought a new wrist
I'ma spend new cash
On a new bitch
Lately I just been
On some new shit
I got a different bitch
She always love it
When we gettin intimate
I got some bad habits
Gotta get rid of em
I liked it better
When life was on simple shit
I said good riddance
Cause we just got rid of him
Only thing keeping him up is the insulin
It was a incident
We had got into it
I will not ever settle
For some petty shit
I'm blessed like a reverend
Feel like I'm heaven sent
Flexing Jeff Hardy
Feel just like him wrestling
She get in my bed
And then we started wrestling
After that
Pull up in Tesla to restaurant
Take all the percs
We ain't saving the rest of them
Nah we ain't saving the rest of them
I got them racks on my dresser
I got these racks on my dresser
Yea
Yea
I don't need a stylist
I'm already dressing
My new bitch
Always tell me she impressed
I don't give a f*ck
About your first impression
You can tell that
Just by my face expression
I'm a young a nigga
That ran up these bands up
I want it
I take it
Yeah call me a bandit
Release a new song
I know they gon play it
You niggas know
I ain't nothing to play with
I just touched down
From a whole nother planet
Said it
I did it
You know
Cause I planned it
I know these perkies
Lowkey doing the damage
Still poppin that shit
Like it don't even matter
Yea
Yea
You turned your back on me
That shit doing damage
I got love for you
I turned to a savage
Don't make me switch
Yo ass out
For a badder one
Yea
Yea
Ima do what gotta do
All that I'm saying
Yea
My money ain't nothing to play wit
Yea
My money ain't nothing to play wit
Yea
Yea
I got all the commas can't change em
Yea
Ran up my money
I didn't run out of money
Yea
These niggas is funny
Yea
That bitch she go dummy
Yea
She say that love me
I don't know if she really want it
I don't even think that she want it
I get the bag when I want it
Never looking at the tag
When I bought it
New bag just bought a new wrist
I'ma spend new cash
On a new bitch
Lately I just been on some new shit
Yea
Yea
My niggas still carry pool sticks
Yea
Gotta move bitch (Get out the way!)
I feel like I'm LUDACRIS
That bitch want me and I gave her mixed feelings (Mix yo feelings bitch)
I'm in my bag I don't be in my feelings (I don't be in my feelings bitch)
Bitch I don't care if U sweet
F*ck a new bitch every week
I know that your nigga weak
U ain't gon ride for me
U just gon run to the streets
I'm just gon run up my money
I just wanna run up my money
I just went ran up my money (MON-EY)
Yea
Yea
Ran up my money this shit isn't funny (FUN-NY)
Yea
Yea
I ran up my money
I never ran out my money
I just went ran up my money
I f*ck your bitch she a runner
Run up my bands by December
Yea
Yea
Run up my bands by the Summer
I just went ran up my money `
I just went ran up my MON-EY
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Writer: Ace Woods
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