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Run It Up Video
by  Pouya


Run It Up Info:

Performed By: Pouya
Featuring: Fat Nick
Language: English
Written by: CRISTIAN PALMA, KEVIN POUYA, NICHOLAS VOUTSINAS




Pouya - Run It Up Lyrics




[ Featuring Fat Nick ]

Syrup inside of me hitting
Prada my step when I'm tipping
Knots in my pockets I'm limping

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up

Syrup inside of me hitting
Prada my step when I'm tipping
Knots in my pockets I'm limping

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up

Looking at me like I'm some
Crazy wack ass rapper
You can't even keep up
9-11 with the heats up
Broke boy better ease up come through
I'll show you how to get your cheese up
Now I got my feats up, Now I got my feet up

Crumby ass hoe, you a piece of the pie
Only f*ck with the whole thing
No half-ass hoes under my wing
Just real-ass women that hold me down
Maybe back in the day
But you can't fool me now
Underground Underdog run it up, flip it up
Pile it up

Syrup inside of me hitting
Prada my step when I'm tipping
Knots in my pockets I'm limping

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up

Syrup inside of me hitting
Prada my step when I'm tipping
Knots in my pockets I'm limping

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up

I just popped some pills
These Vicodins we f*cked it up
223 extended aiming out the Hummer trucks
If he acting up gon' grab a
Dick and let it bust
I ain't ever need a bitch, come over
Catch a nut lexus skrrt, got a 40 on me
Fendi top, we dropping bodies
Percs and molly, eyes glossy
Diamonds dancing, that be the hobby
I just wanna smoke on this boof

Rick Owens I step, be the truth

Syrup inside of me hitting
Prada my step when I'm tipping
Knots in my pockets I'm limping

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up

Syrup inside of me hitting
Prada my step when I'm tipping
Knots in my pockets I'm limping

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up
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Syrup inside of me hitting
Prada my step when I'm tipping
Knots in my pockets I'm limping

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up

Syrup inside of me hitting
Prada my step when I'm tipping
Knots in my pockets I'm limping

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up

Looking at me like I'm some
Crazy wack ass rapper
You can't even keep up
9-11 with the heats up
Broke boy better ease up come through
I'll show you how to get your cheese up
Now I got my feats up, Now I got my feet up

Crumby ass hoe, you a piece of the pie
Only f*ck with the whole thing
No half-ass hoes under my wing
Just real-ass women that hold me down
Maybe back in the day
But you can't fool me now
Underground Underdog run it up, flip it up
Pile it up

Syrup inside of me hitting
Prada my step when I'm tipping
Knots in my pockets I'm limping

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up

Syrup inside of me hitting
Prada my step when I'm tipping
Knots in my pockets I'm limping

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up

I just popped some pills
These Vicodins we f*cked it up
223 extended aiming out the Hummer trucks
If he acting up gon' grab a
Dick and let it bust
I ain't ever need a bitch, come over
Catch a nut lexus skrrt, got a 40 on me
Fendi top, we dropping bodies
Percs and molly, eyes glossy
Diamonds dancing, that be the hobby
I just wanna smoke on this boof

Rick Owens I step, be the truth

Syrup inside of me hitting
Prada my step when I'm tipping
Knots in my pockets I'm limping

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up

Syrup inside of me hitting
Prada my step when I'm tipping
Knots in my pockets I'm limping

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Flip it up
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Writer: CRISTIAN PALMA, KEVIN POUYA, NICHOLAS VOUTSINAS
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMPIRE PUBLISHING

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