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andy the chef - run it up (intro) lyrics

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(imma keep runnin it up
imma keep runnin’ it up
im boutta run it up…)

i don’t even say it bro
the realest know the dealio
the way we goin round for round
she ride me like a wheelie-o
all these n-ggas fake as f-ck
somethin’ like c-3po
on my grind i rack it up
i’m back on my bully yo

back to the studio
beats goin stupido
this hotter than tapatío
drip water from the tap-io
murder the track
hit apollo for the movie yo

shawty is a groupie hoe
i left her for a group a hoes

you know how the story goes
i wanted some booty
she wanted some clothes
dinner and a movie i cannot do those
i tap it then bag it
then link it wit the bros
yo whats the moves cuz we makin’ those

get in the groove when im makin’ these hits
y’all want a dollar that i’ll never give
like im constipated i can’t give a sh-t

y’all goin out while im goin in
put in this work from beginning to end
i stopped keeping count of whatever i spend
cuz i spend it all up and then get it again

yep
they legit
so i had to cop em
and i got ya
b-tch
on my d-ck
like i ain’t have options
shoot the rock go swish
should i hit
is it even worth my time
but im tryna make a milly fore i even make my mind

i wanna bentley bad
im tryna get so good
i wanna run up a bag
move my mama out the hood

i don’t football play
but im movin thru the field
i might lay low and
stay cookin’ yo im lookin for a meal

and im lookin for a deal
finna get paid fore i peel
& this life is turning to a movie
i’m a star on the real
but
i don’t even say it bro
the realest know the dealio
the way we goin round for round
she ride me like a wheelie-o
all these n-ggas fake as f-ck
somethin like c-3po
on my grind i-

my thighs is overweight
because my pockets got the fattest
stepped up to the plate and
i ate up soon as i had it
the way i ran the bread up
usain bolt couldn’t even track it
cuz im workin on my fitness
like which j’s go with the jacket

[outro]
santa wit the bag until my back hurts
never was a rapper
but my beats was hard so i rap words
now im different dope & lookin dapper
on the dash wit a hunnit miles of an hour

like is it backwards
i’d rather dip and stack first
no matter how you flip it bro i always need the cash first
went to hit the piggy bank i hadda stop and laugh first
you know im on the race to the bag
i hope this lap works

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