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Emoneyy - Run It Up Lyrics



Emoneyy - Run It Up Lyrics




Run that shit up, no nigga we never go run it down
Me and my goons we will be ballin hard, Ball on that nigga we run him down
Bring that shit back spatula money I flip it I love the sound
When I walk in no f*ck niggas allowed
Wet as a tank she keep bussin it down
Slime on that nigga then I went To go chase on the cake
Run to the bag never late, f*cking lil mama no date,
Hold on a minute, then she get passed to the bro
Nigga you kno we don't play, f*ck around wiping your nose

Yea, I just Count the bag, I don't got no time for games
Yea, fake niggas is taking over, I gotta maintain
Yea, I be on the clock, lil Mama wanna get me late
Ouu, no I don't want your pussy I just want the brains
I'm keeping it real, these fake nigga cant understand
I'm dashing from 12, I stuffed a lil weed in my pants
You look for the man, I look in the mirror the man
Holding it down, free my niggas out the can
Lil mama tell me I'm the man, after I'm done i might f*ck her again
Handling business don't get in my way, Play with the gang we gon lead him astray
Talking bout plate we already ate me and my goons we be on it for days
Ain't throw no shade nigga that's fax, Pussy ass nigga we don't f*ck with rats
Hold it down Keep it real
Slide in handle business ain't got time to chill
I love making money that just how I feel
Intoxicated Sippin on my Hennessey

Run that shit up, no nigga we never go run it down
Me and my goons we will be ballin hard, Ball on that nigga we run him down
Bring that shit back spatula money I flip it I like the sound
When I walk in no f*ck niggas allowed
Wet as a tank she keep bussin it down
Slime on that nigga then I went To go chase on the cake,
Run to the bag never late, f*cking lil mama no date,
Hold on a minute, then she get passed to The bro
Nigga you kno we don't play, f*ck around wiping your nose

Move the weight wit Taxing, my bag interesting
Wake up In the morning had to get up thinking racks in
She thought I love rapping, favourite hobby stacking
When they heard 150 opposition started cracking
Police be lurking, nigga you better not lacking
Free my slimes, when I'm high I'm reminiscing
Ain't see my nigga long when he come out nothing happened
Grind everyday baby wasting no time to for them slacking
Grind everyday waste no time yea, mama told me go and get this grind yea
So you kno I f*cking do this shit yea,
Early in the stu, baddie wanna scoop,
You kno how we go, switch to another flow
Stack up stack up yea we ain't playing no more aye
Grinding grinding yea we do the shows
Ooh ooh

Run that shit up, no nigga we never go run it down
Me and my goons we will be ballin hard, Ball on that nigga we run him down
Bring that shit back spatula money I flip it I like the sound
When I walk in no f*ck niggas allowed
Wet as a tank she keep bussin it down
Slime on that nigga then I went To go chase on the cake
Run to the bag never late, f*cking lil mama no date,
Hold on a minute, then she get passed to the bro
Nigga you kno we don't play, f*ck around wiping your nose
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Run that shit up, no nigga we never go run it down
Me and my goons we will be ballin hard, Ball on that nigga we run him down
Bring that shit back spatula money I flip it I love the sound
When I walk in no f*ck niggas allowed
Wet as a tank she keep bussin it down
Slime on that nigga then I went To go chase on the cake
Run to the bag never late, f*cking lil mama no date,
Hold on a minute, then she get passed to the bro
Nigga you kno we don't play, f*ck around wiping your nose

Yea, I just Count the bag, I don't got no time for games
Yea, fake niggas is taking over, I gotta maintain
Yea, I be on the clock, lil Mama wanna get me late
Ouu, no I don't want your pussy I just want the brains
I'm keeping it real, these fake nigga cant understand
I'm dashing from 12, I stuffed a lil weed in my pants
You look for the man, I look in the mirror the man
Holding it down, free my niggas out the can
Lil mama tell me I'm the man, after I'm done i might f*ck her again
Handling business don't get in my way, Play with the gang we gon lead him astray
Talking bout plate we already ate me and my goons we be on it for days
Ain't throw no shade nigga that's fax, Pussy ass nigga we don't f*ck with rats
Hold it down Keep it real
Slide in handle business ain't got time to chill
I love making money that just how I feel
Intoxicated Sippin on my Hennessey

Run that shit up, no nigga we never go run it down
Me and my goons we will be ballin hard, Ball on that nigga we run him down
Bring that shit back spatula money I flip it I like the sound
When I walk in no f*ck niggas allowed
Wet as a tank she keep bussin it down
Slime on that nigga then I went To go chase on the cake,
Run to the bag never late, f*cking lil mama no date,
Hold on a minute, then she get passed to The bro
Nigga you kno we don't play, f*ck around wiping your nose

Move the weight wit Taxing, my bag interesting
Wake up In the morning had to get up thinking racks in
She thought I love rapping, favourite hobby stacking
When they heard 150 opposition started cracking
Police be lurking, nigga you better not lacking
Free my slimes, when I'm high I'm reminiscing
Ain't see my nigga long when he come out nothing happened
Grind everyday baby wasting no time to for them slacking
Grind everyday waste no time yea, mama told me go and get this grind yea
So you kno I f*cking do this shit yea,
Early in the stu, baddie wanna scoop,
You kno how we go, switch to another flow
Stack up stack up yea we ain't playing no more aye
Grinding grinding yea we do the shows
Ooh ooh

Run that shit up, no nigga we never go run it down
Me and my goons we will be ballin hard, Ball on that nigga we run him down
Bring that shit back spatula money I flip it I like the sound
When I walk in no f*ck niggas allowed
Wet as a tank she keep bussin it down
Slime on that nigga then I went To go chase on the cake
Run to the bag never late, f*cking lil mama no date,
Hold on a minute, then she get passed to the bro
Nigga you kno we don't play, f*ck around wiping your nose
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Writer: Emmanuel ohwotsa
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Performed By: Emoneyy
Language: English
Length: 3:40
Written by: Emmanuel ohwotsa

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