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manman badaxx - run down lyrics

[hook]
we finna run down on him
f-ck yo barber erase yo temp
play wit me you gon get zipped
young n-gg- flyer than a blimp
big dog, you a shrimp
this 30 got me walkin’ wit a limp
imma bounce out on them n-gg-s, it’s lil’ manman what it is
we finna run down on him

[verse]
wake up in the morning got a play hit my phone
i ain’t even brush my teeth i’m in here looking fo that chrome
they think they know a n-gg- and what type of sh-t i’m on
f-ck all that rappin’ sh-t we running’ in yo home
my n-gg- mobin’ 31 shots to ya dome
it’s demons in my sleep, i talk to god when i’m alone
i ain’t sleepin’ cause creepin’ take ya sack and run along
i been schemin’ for the weekend listen to me sing this song
i heard he got that sack we finna run down on you
now you see me now you don’t, you think i’m playin’ peek-a-boo
diamondback that dirty stick you know the beam comin’ soon
they say i’m on my way, i’m goin’ up like a balloon
aye, yah, we finna run down on you
i’ll rock out by myself and put them guns out on you
man ‘ll flash out on them pills and go dumping’ at you
i love my .38 i’m tryna hit you and you

[repeat hook]
we finna run down on him
f-ck ya……….
play wit me you get….
young n-gg- flyer than a blimp
big dog, you a shrimp
this 30 got me walkin’ wit a limp
imma bounce out on them n-gg-s, it’s lil’ manman what it is
we finna run down on him

[verse]
aye, look, them n-gg-s scary on the low
we gon lay up in his bushes, you got reap just what you sew
say my n-gg- the grim repear, say bout me he gon blow
we turn up in the party, need them bands for a show
remember in the bleachers now they want me on the floor
choppa boy say i put a bag on ya folks
i know my n-gg-s steppin’ cause they knockin’ on ya door
we done dropped another one, we do that three times in a row
you know i got that gas, we got them bags for tha low
beatin’ her back ’til she p-ss out then she gotta go
she say a n-gg- nasty let me c-m all in her throat
choppa sh-lls raisin’ h-ll, everybody hit tha floor
uhhh….we finna run down on him
say he might be wit his click, we finna run down on them
wit tha sh-ts, it’s f-ck a b-tch ain’t no one’s over here
i do tha sh-t you say you would, ain’t no love over here

“uhh…we finna run down on him
f-ck ya……….
play wit me you get….
young n-gg- flyer than a blimp
big dog, you a shrimp
this 30 got me walkin’ wit a limp
imma bounce out on them n-gg-s, it’s lil’ manman what it is
yeah, we finna run down on him”

- manman badaxx lyrics

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