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a$ap ferg – olympian lyrics

[intro: a$ap ferg]
yeah
i run, run, run, i’m runnin’ to the money now
yeah, that b-tch was acting funny but she love me now

[chorus: a$ap ferg]
i feel like olympian, i’m runnin’ now
’cause i’m runnin’, runnin’, runnin’ to the money now
i be gunnin’, put the d-ck up in her tummy now
she in love with the crew, she with my buddies now
i feel like olympian, i’m runnin’ now
’cause i’m runnin’, runnin’, runnin’ to the money now
i be gunnin’, put the d-ck up in her tummy now
she in love with the crew, she with my buddies now, aww yeah

[verse 1: dave east]
all black strap, i’m straight
jewish lawyer got my case
stars in the roof, white wraith
dice game, crack my bank
out of town with a hundred pounds, bobby brown
back then, i ain’t drink
headshot leave a n-gg- stink
gettin’ guap, f-ck you n-gg-s think?
rollie on, lot of diamonds in it
back account, lot of commas in it
mansion, i’ma put my momma in it
ask around, i’m intercontinental
i was in the rental with a seven
no concealing, you can see my weapon
count a million, never see me stressin’
ten or better, never any lesser
who you know got it like i do?
i know the trap and i know survival
i already k!lled your main b-tch
tell her best friend she could die too (ahh)
only foreign when we slide through, huh
i blew a check on the fit
look at my neck and my wrist
i wanted a million before i hit thirty
so now i can flex in the whip
what are you on? i ride with a bomb
you gon’ think flex in the whip
i got respect off the rip
i got no respect for a snitch (no)
i’m talkin’ incredible sh-t (yes)
this sprite got a medicine twist
it ain’t hard to tell that we rich

[verse 2: a$ap ferg]
used to say i dressed so strange
now i’m in the w-ng, campaign
jiggy, ain’t a d-mn thing changed
’bout to cop cam, pink range
huh, yeah, i’m on a new level
certified gold, at work with platinum
already put mama in the house
now it’s time to build fergie a mansion
pelle jacket with the trap lord
in the back of the marc buchanan
i was nine in versace
wore gucci with the vans then
used to harlem shake with the big shirts
now my diamonds do the dancin’
my life is a movie, steven spielberg, ferg
n-gg-, light, camera, action
mackin’ b-tches from a pageant, put that p-ssy in a casket
tell serena that i love her, f-ckin’ on my tennis racket
i could live in her palace, prolly put her in some palace
but i’d prolly f-ck it all up with a love & hip hop ratchet
huh, now i’m a loner, f-ck ’round and blame it on mona
rich but i still love me a hood dominican b-tch with a corona
flexin’ with a tec and all the weapons, that is not your persona
my flow is hotter than a sauna, makin’ all you rappers bipolar

- aap ferg lyrics

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