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d savage - runtz lyrics

[intro]
uh, uh, yeah
(cutta, we rich)
grrrrrr (fah+fah+fah+fah+fah)
(murda on the beat so it’s not nice)

[chorus]
50 round drum on the end of my gun
told that lil’ b+tch i’m up next, i’m the one
she shaking that ass and i’m throwing some ones
my b+tch is too fire, she hot like the sun
when you see the gang, b+tch you better run
n+ggas too broke out here looking like bums
i call up lil bean now i’m smoking on runtz
i call up lil bean now i’m smoking on runtz (fly like a bird)

[verse]
sippin’ on mud and i came out the dirt
i’mma f+ck on yo’ b+tch ’till it hurt
double cups, double cups, sippin’ on syrup
dive in that p+ssy, i’m makin’ her squirt
ridin’ round town and i’m servin’ that work
you can get murked, put on a shirt
whip out blue hundreds, your b+tch tryna’ twerk
jump out a bush with that k, go to work
[bridge]
nah, bro, no
no, n+gga, no
no, n+gga, watch out
ha+ha (b+tch)

[verse 2]
n+ggas too p+ssy, not gangsta enough
she love when we f+ck, how i be getting rough
came with a hundred if you feelin’ tough
walk down gang, like pocket ’em up
pull up on the one+way, we leavin’ ’em f+cked
swing to the hood, tell my k!llers “what’s up?”
i just poured a deuce of wockhardt in my cup
(i just poured a deuce of wockhardt in my cup)
sippin’ yo rent
double+back, double+back gain when i spend
jump in the coupe, drop the top off my benz
i call ’em brothers, i don’t got no friends
i paid 2,000, all blues, for these pants
bluetooth pulled up with a whole lot of bands
we got them racks, ain’t no advance
you couldn’t k!ll me if you had the chance
jump off a plane and get racks when i land

- d savage lyrics

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