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" Run It! (Remix) "
Run, run, run, run, run
Uh, uh, clap your hands (Run)
Run, run, run, run, run
Y'all know what this is, so so Def (Run)
Now lil' mama just break it down (Ow! Oh)
For the boy Bow Wow and that boy Chris Brown
All I wanna do is see you take it to the ground, bring it up slow (Yeah)
Twerk that thang like them girls in the videos (Come on)
And I'm leavin' here with somethin'
I come with that good game, baby girl, and I ain't frontin' (Nah)
I got that Bentley GT parked outside
So scream at a nigga when you're ready to ride, come on (Ow!)
Let me talk to you, tell you how it is
I was thinking when I saw that body
Gotta get shawty, tell her what the young boy gon' do (Come on)
Damn, them chicks with you gotta be your kin
Babe, pretty thick with the kick that's sick
That need to be hit, so tell me what y'all gon' do (Uh-huh)
I got friends and you got friends (Word, oh, that's right)
They hop out, and you hop in (Word, oh-oh, uh-huh, oh)
I look fly and they jocking (Word)
The way you drop, drop makes me wanna pop (Hey, hey)
I got friends and you got friends (Word, hey, uh-huh)
They hop out, and you hop in (Word)
I look fly and they jocking (Word)
The way you drop, drop makes me wanna pop
Is ya man (Man, hey) on the floor? (Floor, oh)
If he ain't (Ain't), lemme know (Know, lemme know)
Let me see if you can run it, run it
Girl, indeed I can run it, run it
Is ya man (Man) on the floor? (Floor)
If he ain't (Ain't), lemme know (Lemme know)
Let me see if you can run it, run it
Girl, indeed I can run it, run it (Come here!)
(Chris, come on, man)
You'll see, girl, I can set you off
Don't believe my age is gonna slow us down
I can definitely show you things to have you saying I can't be sixteen (Oh!)
Once I get in you won't let go
(And I) I'll have the girls wishing they were you
(And I) I know you heard about me
But guess what's going down if we leave
I got friends and you got friends (Word, oh)
They hop out, and you hop in (Word, oh)
I look fly and they jocking (Word)
The way you drop, drop makes me wanna pop (Uh)
I got friends and you got friends (Word)
They hop out, and you hop in (Word, hey)
I look fly and they jocking (Word, ooh)
The way you drop, drop makes me wanna pop (Ooh, ooh)
Is ya man (Man, uh-huh) on the floor? (Floor, come on)
If he ain't (Ain't), lemme know (Know)
Let me see if you can run it, run it
Girl, indeed I can run it, run it
Is ya man (Man, yeah) on the floor? (Floor, uh)
If he ain't (Ain't, uh), lemme know (Lemme know, uh-huh)
Let me see if you can run it, run it
Girl, indeed I can run it, run it
(Let's take 'em to the bridge)
Girl, you feel right (Feel right)
Make me feel like (Feel like, hahaha)
I wanna do a little something (Do a little something)
Ain't no thing 'less you do it for sure
Girl, the way that you're wearing them jeans is turning me on (Yeah)
I'm the hottest thing that's in these streets (Oh)
So, baby, won't you rock me?
(Bow Wow, holla at 'em)
Now if ya man ain't on the floor, then I'ma step in (Okay)
Replace him, tell yo' friends (Oh)
After party at my spot
Shawty gotta come back 'cause she so hot (So hot)
Now we lookin' for them grown girls that ain't scared to get to it (Uh)
Know what to do when we drop that music (That's right)
Lil' mini shirts and she lookin' good
Got different color weaves, mayne, she so hood (So hood)
I like 'em thick in the waist (Yeah), uh, ten in the face (Hey)
The girls come to us so we don't chase (Nah)
She move her booty like a lowrider, up, down (Yeah)
Man, she likes the way that I puts it down (Hahaha)
And ain't nothin' to a G, I do this on the daily
You don't believe me, you can ask J.D. (Yeah, man, you can ask me)
And it ain't no second-guessin' (That's wassup, man, come on)
Matter of fact, baby girl, I got one question now
Is ya man (Man, hey, oh) on the floor? (Floor)
If he ain't (Ain't), lemme know (Know, ooh, ooh, yeah)
Let me see if you can run it, run it
Girl, indeed I can run it, run it (Oh, whoa-oh)
Is ya man (Man, oh, whoa-oh) on the floor? (Floor)
If he ain't (Ain't), lemme know (Lemme know, mm)
Let me see if you can run it, run it (Run it)
Girl, indeed I can run it, run it (Yeah)
Oh-oh
Ha, right about now, I need everybody to get to the dancefloor
(Woo! Woo!)
Uh
(Woo! Woo!)
(Woo! Woo!)
" Something Real "
My last nigga was a bitch nigga
I need a nigga with bout 6 figures, yeah
Someone who know what to do with it, yeah
Someone who ain't on that goofy shit
I need to know what you gone do
I ain't tryna go through Déjà vu
It's some bullshit that I went through
Hope its not the same with you
Come make me feel a way
Taste till I levitate, yeah
Relieve all the pain
Make me forget those things
Oh, I wanna lay with you
See what this thing could do, yeah
Put me on something new
Put me on 'cause
I want something
Something that I can feel
I want something
That I know is real
I want something
Something that I can feel
Come and put me on the real, real, real
And I know you ain't never have nobody in your life
That'll come through and do you right
Why don't you let me change your life, girl?
I'm tryna put that wrist underwater (See the drip)
Girl I might just give you a daughter
Girl I know, baby that it's real
Let me show you how it feels
I'ma make you feel a way
Taste till you levitate
Let me relieve all your pain
Make you forget those things
Girl I wanna lay with you
And show you what this thing gone do to you
Put you on something new
I'll put you on on on
I want something
Something that I can feel
I want something
That I know is real
I want something
Something that I can feel
Come and put me on the real, real, real
I have yet to see the real
I need something I can feel oh
I have yet to see the real (I won't ever change up)
I want something I can feel
Girl you know how I feel, can feel
Can't you see the real I want it (Yeah)
I want something that I can feel
" Wassup "
This is my song
This is, this is my song
For real, no doubt
This is my song
This is, this is my song
This is, this is my song
For real, no doubt
This is—
The V.I.P. is too crowded for me
I think found somewhere better, better
Like the dance floor, where the shawties be
I see one, I'ma go get her
And whoa, little mama
Never seen nobody like this
And you now I want ya
And you number one, number one on my list
Like hey, for sure, there's a whole lot of girls in here
Hands up, saying hey, this my song
She's so gone off that bottle of Patrón
So turned up tonight
And I won't let you go 'cause you drunk and I'm on
So stay tonight
'Cause it's early, it's 1:30
And the club don't close before
And the girls gon' let me give 'em, give 'em some drinks tonight
Shawty, shawty, look good, sexy, think she ready
Only one thing on my mind
So I said, "Wassup? Wassup with you, girl?"
"W-W-Wassup? Wassup? What it do, girl?"
So I said, "Wassup? Wassup with you, girl?"
Mess around and buy the whole bar, I'ma buy the whole bar
Are you tipsy? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
'Cause I think I'm tipsy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't think shawty's no stripper but I'm gon' tip her
'Cause I got money to blow
And I been poppin' bottles all mornin'
Tell me what you want and
I'ma give it to you for sure
Like hey, for sure, there's a whole lot of girls in here
Hands up, saying hey, this my song
She's so gone off that bottle of Patrón
So turned up tonight
And I won't let you go 'cause you drunk and I'm on
So stay tonight
'Cause it's early, it's 1:30
And the club don't close before
And the girls gon' let me give 'em, give 'em some drinks tonight (Oh, babe)
Shawty, shawty, look good, sexy (Yeah), think she ready
Only one thing on my mind (Oh-whoa)
So I said, "Wassup? Wassup with you, girl?" (Whoa)
"W-W-Wassup? Wassup? What it do, girl?" (Yeah, yeah)
So I said, "Wassup? Wassup with you, girl?" (Oh-whoa, oh-whoa)
Mess around and buy the whole bar, I'ma buy the whole bar (Yeah)
Baby, you look so right tonight (Oh, baby)
Baby, you are what I like (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, yeah (Ooh-ooh)
Whoa, whoa (Oh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
Yeah, right there (The club don't close)
And the club don't close before
And the girls gon' let me give 'em, give 'em some drinks tonight (Oh-whoa, oh-whoa)
Shawty, shawty, look good, sexy, think she ready (Yeah)
Only one thing on my mind
So I said, "Wassup? Wassup with you, girl?" (You, girl)
"W-W-Wassup? Wassup? What it do, girl?" (What it do, girl?)
So I said, "Wassup? Wassup with you, girl?" (Oh, yeah)
Mess around and buy the whole bar, I'ma buy the whole bar (Yeah)
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
" D.G.I.F.U. "
Ha!
Y'all know me, still same OG, young T-Y-G
Hated on by most these niggas
But I still keep shittin' on niggas low-key
I don't fuck with you to the third degree
I keep a G, DMV, you owe a three
Schemin' on the low, tryna make a nigga profitly
All I do is get money, fuck, and sleep
I should run for mayor
Been runnin' shit, you barely maintain your bitch
No, this ain't no, let's say, regular degular shit (Woo-ha, woo-ha)
Break a neck on some Busta shit
Souls of Mischief (A-Aw shit, aw shit)
I be on 'til infinity ('finity)
Don't predict, bitch, what I'm gon' do
'Cause chances are I've outdone you
And most of my so called enemies
Spit your game, talk your shit
Grab your gat, call your clique
Ball so hard I don't need the assist
I'm the best, I keep sayin' that shit
Nigga, you should too
If you knew what this game'll do to you
Look at bullshit that I've been through
Just to drive through and shit on you
Don't get it fucked up
Yesterday, was the freshest nigga in America
I swear to God I ain't lyin', bruh, I ain't lyin', bruh
In America
Don't get it fucked up
Niggas talkin' 'bout old shit
I pull up, they like, "Oh shit"
Now look who's talkin', bitch
Now look who's talkin', bitch, yeah
Don't get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
Do this shit for my loved ones
Don't get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
I don't trust niggas, I only trust funds
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say
But nothin' comes out when they move they lips
This extended clip will make Buddha shit
Shawty comin' and pullin' up with them Hooter tits
Never use a nigga, but she abuse the dick
I lick the pussy, let it air dry
We in a boat, nigga, right off the coast
The European or Caribbean
I'm sweatin' out my hair dye
So don't get it fucked up
I got a handful of matches, fuckin' with a bad bitch
All my niggas is savages, better loc up
Damn, it's a tragedy, all of these casualties
Metal through his body, nigga, check his anatomy, oh shit
Why you pillow talkin'? That's ho shit
Nigga, you a geek, still talkin' 'bout me fuckin' yo' bitch
I can't lie, can't lie
I got a bunch of bad hoes and a wife on the side
I believe I can fly, I'm the shit now
Wanna be like Mike when I die
Step right up, can't name any nigga that can fuck with us
I'ma bring the pain, we gon' be the game-changers
All in your face, I'm bustin' nuts, ah!
Don't get it fucked up
Yesterday, was the freshest nigga in America
I swear to God I ain't lyin', bruh, I ain't lyin', bruh
In America
Don't get it fucked up
Niggas talkin' 'bout old shit
I pull up, they like, "Oh shit"
Now look who's talkin', bitch
Now look who's talkin', bitch, yeah
Don't get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
Do this shit for my loved ones
Don't get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
I don't trust niggas, I only trust funds
Did y'all think I would let my dough freeze?
Ho, please
Better bow down on both knees
Who you think taught you to throw Ps?
Who you think taught you to rap keys?
Dress Dries, Phillip Lim, SLPs
Like Snoop D-O-double G
Nigga, murder was the case so motherfuck the police
Y'all niggas soft like Emojis, with the heart eyes
Y'all part skies, y'all cloud killas
We aimin' niggas, my soul is blacker than apartheid
We coupe niggas, you niggas ridin' four doors
Like Uber nigga, we pilin' all of your whores
On the canopy my stamina be
Enough for Pamela Anderson Lee
My Katy Perry ain't afraid to carry
That shit you sniff, Taylor Swift
Niggas talk yet it remains a myth
I never seen it, they only dream it
They rap about it, do interviews
With they toy cars and they little jewels
Don't get it fucked up
Yesterday, was the freshest nigga in America
I swear to God I ain't lyin', bruh, I ain't lyin', bruh
In America
Don't get it fucked up
Niggas talkin' 'bout old shit
I pull up, they like, "Oh shit"
Now look who's talkin', bitch
Now look who's talkin', bitch, yeah
Don't get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
Do this shit for my loved ones
Don't get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
I don't trust niggas, I only trust funds
" Congratulations "
AnonXmous
Congratulations (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
It's the first day of your life (Ayy)
Oh no, oh no (Ayy, ayy)
I feel it in my heart
I feel it in my soul
The time is getting near
Just tell me when to go
Here I go
I'm packing up my bags
I'm headed out the door
I'm never looking back (Ayy)
Yeah, yeah (Ayy, ayy)
I'm never looking back
This a celebration ('Bration)
This a celebration
So say goodbye to yesterday
The future's in front of you
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Oh yeah
There's no time to waste
Gon' get your money (Hey)
Go 'head and ball it up now (Hey)
Congratulations, you are ready for the rest of your life
The rest of your life (Hey)
The rest of your life
The rest of your life (Hey)
I've forgotten 'bout my past life
'Cause now I live the fast life
Pretty brain with a ass right
Shinin' like a flashlight
Plus I got my cash right
White girl but my tan nice
Bali, go from very nice
So damn hot, I can't lie
Highest level penthouse
Used to feel left out
Now I'm with the best crowd
Rockin' here with Chris Brown
Everybody get loud
You know how we get down
Haters need to sit down
Never gonna quit now
Here to make a statement
Just face it
While I take over
Flyer than a spaceship
Poppin' like a toaster (Oh)
Pretty little face with curves like a rollercoaster (Oh)
Celebrate it
So say goodbye to yesterday
The future's in front of you
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Oh yeah
There's no time to waste
Gon' get your money (Hey)
Go 'head and ball it up now (Hey)
Congratulations, you are ready for the rest of your life
The rest of your life (Hey)
The rest of your life
The rest of your life
Yeah, look
Margiela on my wallet
You can't afford the profit
They hatin' used to stop it
'Cause the glasses here to stop it
I-I must be out my socket
I'm higher than a rocket
And my car is supersonic
Pooper scooper, that's poo-tonic
That's the shit, what that is?
Uh, that's just m ebonics
And haters never change so I change up like the climates
Got that ha-ha shit
Huh, that shit make you vomit
[?] rice, no Islamic
Just like at me Obama it, oh (Oh)
Huh, hunnid, hunnid on my belt, man (Oh)
Flyer, call me sire 'cause I'm higher than a stealth man (Oh)
Ha, parachute, skydiver
This a celebration ('Bration)
Juicy I'm that GG, fuckin' up my tires, huh
So say goodbye to yesterday
The future's in front of you
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Oh yeah
There's no time to waste
Gon' get your money
Go 'head and ball it up now
Congratulations, you are ready (Yeah) for the rest of your life