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Runner Video (MV)




Performed By: Xponent
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Tariq Sadique




Xponent - Runner Lyrics




Uh, what now, tell him the truth, what now
He tried to run, get caught with a gun
Spun down the block its a war now look
Bag full of ki-los trade for the bag
Run up the stacks, straight to the back, spark up the pack
Hundred racks where my mind is at

Huh, oh, you thought it was easy
Running your mouth all breezy
Boy this ain't the Olympics nah, nah,
Hunter got hunted
I'm cool with goons from Harlem
Best don't talk just stay quiet
Hungry I come from the projects
I don't care what the time is
I'm just trying to find where my bag is not tryna laugh at no nonsense
This ain't no break, this no recess
Play time's over lil jit

They gon catch you it's over with
Scare the wits out you lil shits
To have you hiding, covering yo head
Call me the boogeyman, have you fevering, all in your dream
And I got your bitch wet, in her dream
She's soaking wet
Yeah, that pussy red, that pussy red, that pussy dread

Hi, I'm trying to get through to you
Why won't you pick up
I just wanted to call and tell you
Call me back
I'm calling to let you know that the beat is about to drop
Drop, drop, drop, drop

I'm off the molly, I'm zooted as shit
What am I gonna do
My head's all in the zone
Ohhh

They gon catch you it's over with
Scare the wits out you lil shits
To have you hiding, covering yo head
Call me the boogeyman, have you fevering, all in your dream
And I got your bitch wet, in her dream
She's soaking wet
Yeah, that pussy red, that pussy red, that pussy dread
Yeah, that pussy red, that pussy red, that pussy dread
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Uh, what now, tell him the truth, what now
He tried to run, get caught with a gun
Spun down the block its a war now look
Bag full of ki-los trade for the bag
Run up the stacks, straight to the back, spark up the pack
Hundred racks where my mind is at

Huh, oh, you thought it was easy
Running your mouth all breezy
Boy this ain't the Olympics nah, nah,
Hunter got hunted
I'm cool with goons from Harlem
Best don't talk just stay quiet
Hungry I come from the projects
I don't care what the time is
I'm just trying to find where my bag is not tryna laugh at no nonsense
This ain't no break, this no recess
Play time's over lil jit

They gon catch you it's over with
Scare the wits out you lil shits
To have you hiding, covering yo head
Call me the boogeyman, have you fevering, all in your dream
And I got your bitch wet, in her dream
She's soaking wet
Yeah, that pussy red, that pussy red, that pussy dread

Hi, I'm trying to get through to you
Why won't you pick up
I just wanted to call and tell you
Call me back
I'm calling to let you know that the beat is about to drop
Drop, drop, drop, drop

I'm off the molly, I'm zooted as shit
What am I gonna do
My head's all in the zone
Ohhh

They gon catch you it's over with
Scare the wits out you lil shits
To have you hiding, covering yo head
Call me the boogeyman, have you fevering, all in your dream
And I got your bitch wet, in her dream
She's soaking wet
Yeah, that pussy red, that pussy red, that pussy dread
Yeah, that pussy red, that pussy red, that pussy dread
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Writer: Tariq Sadique
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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