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NoJo - RUN Lyrics



NoJo - RUN Lyrics
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Run, run, run, yeah, I run a couple bands up
Glock 19, gonna turn him to a dancer
Motherf*cker scared, yeah, he running some laps, yeah
I'm about to f*ck her, yeah, I'ma f*ck her friends
Take a pillie, take a Percy, we go outer space
Pop that pussy, pop it-, pop it-, pop it right now
Keeping up my money, yeah, I'm keeping up the vibe, yeah
Shit be getting funny, motherf*ckers wanna fight now
MVP, bitch, I'm balling with no license
NBA, yeah, I get myself a ring, yeah
Bitch said she love me, yeah, because she saw my bling, yeah
Now she wanna marry me, now she wanna get a ring, yeah
Tragic bitch, she be on her knees and she crying
Couple bands, f*cking up the bezel, turn it ice again
Turn it ice again, yeah, this shit extravagant
She be bad as f*ck, she eat this dick like a mannequin
I'ma get it up, yeah, blow up just like a Taliban
All black trucks, yeah, we-, we going dark again
Hawk Tuah on this dick, yeah, she sucking it
I know that it's hit or miss, turn it up again
Soon they gonna know my hits, soon they gonna learn 'bout it
I'ma go f*ck up my wrist, I'ma f*ck up all her friends
Put 'em all in trance, engraved this shit in sandstone
Smoking on this finest reefer, this ain't no petrol
Let's go band for band, but for me, you is just jokes
I thought that I fell in love, but it's just hoes
Shawty take a nose
Shawty not my bro
Credit card declined, still got four more
Okay, we touchdown in a four-door
In the Lamb truck, you know that we go-go
Yeah, we go-, way too fast-, we don't hit the brakes
He keep on talking, yeah, his life is on high stakes
He a bitch as a man, or is he a pussy
Tried to talk shit on my name, I'ma go and shoot it
(I'ma go and shoot it, I'ma go and shoot it, I'ma go and shoot)
(Shoot, shoot)
Run, run, run, yeah, I run a couple bands up
Glock 19, gonna turn him to a dancer
Motherf*cker scared, yeah, he running some laps, yeah
I'm about to f*ck her, yeah, I'ma f*ck her friends
Take a pillie, take a Percy, we go outer space
Pop that pussy, pop it-, pop it-, pop it right now
Keeping up my money, yeah, I'm keeping up the vibe, yeah
Shit be getting funny, motherf*ckers wanna fight now
MVP, bitch, I'm balling with no license
NBA, yeah, I get myself a ring, yeah
Bitch said she love me, yeah, because she saw my bling, yeah
Now she wanna marry me, now she wanna get a ring, yeah
Tragic bitch, she be on her knees and she crying
Couple bands, f*cking up the bezel, turn it ice again
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Run, run, run, yeah, I run a couple bands up
Glock 19, gonna turn him to a dancer
Motherf*cker scared, yeah, he running some laps, yeah
I'm about to f*ck her, yeah, I'ma f*ck her friends
Take a pillie, take a Percy, we go outer space
Pop that pussy, pop it-, pop it-, pop it right now
Keeping up my money, yeah, I'm keeping up the vibe, yeah
Shit be getting funny, motherf*ckers wanna fight now
MVP, bitch, I'm balling with no license
NBA, yeah, I get myself a ring, yeah
Bitch said she love me, yeah, because she saw my bling, yeah
Now she wanna marry me, now she wanna get a ring, yeah
Tragic bitch, she be on her knees and she crying
Couple bands, f*cking up the bezel, turn it ice again
Turn it ice again, yeah, this shit extravagant
She be bad as f*ck, she eat this dick like a mannequin
I'ma get it up, yeah, blow up just like a Taliban
All black trucks, yeah, we-, we going dark again
Hawk Tuah on this dick, yeah, she sucking it
I know that it's hit or miss, turn it up again
Soon they gonna know my hits, soon they gonna learn 'bout it
I'ma go f*ck up my wrist, I'ma f*ck up all her friends
Put 'em all in trance, engraved this shit in sandstone
Smoking on this finest reefer, this ain't no petrol
Let's go band for band, but for me, you is just jokes
I thought that I fell in love, but it's just hoes
Shawty take a nose
Shawty not my bro
Credit card declined, still got four more
Okay, we touchdown in a four-door
In the Lamb truck, you know that we go-go
Yeah, we go-, way too fast-, we don't hit the brakes
He keep on talking, yeah, his life is on high stakes
He a bitch as a man, or is he a pussy
Tried to talk shit on my name, I'ma go and shoot it
(I'ma go and shoot it, I'ma go and shoot it, I'ma go and shoot)
(Shoot, shoot)
Run, run, run, yeah, I run a couple bands up
Glock 19, gonna turn him to a dancer
Motherf*cker scared, yeah, he running some laps, yeah
I'm about to f*ck her, yeah, I'ma f*ck her friends
Take a pillie, take a Percy, we go outer space
Pop that pussy, pop it-, pop it-, pop it right now
Keeping up my money, yeah, I'm keeping up the vibe, yeah
Shit be getting funny, motherf*ckers wanna fight now
MVP, bitch, I'm balling with no license
NBA, yeah, I get myself a ring, yeah
Bitch said she love me, yeah, because she saw my bling, yeah
Now she wanna marry me, now she wanna get a ring, yeah
Tragic bitch, she be on her knees and she crying
Couple bands, f*cking up the bezel, turn it ice again
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Writer: Noel Laube
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Performed By: NoJo
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: Noel Laube
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