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muhteyoh - rmb (run it up) lyrics

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yeah….yeah….gang

[hook]
mix the vlone with the solbiato
got so much preme that you think i model
drop the top then we hit the throttle
i catch a flight then i pop a bottle
all you n-ggas movin’ suspect
shawty a bird givin’ duck-neck
in love with the cash and the rough s-x
way i’m stylin’ got you upset

and i need that cash back max that
never with the chit-chat
get that flip that ops better ease back
pose with the kid, 3 where i’m at
made a couple hundreds off of kodaks
i don’t ease up, run my bandz up n-ggas sus
i got hoes i got h-lla hoes p-ss’em when i done, yuh

[bridge]
run my banz up, run my run my bandz up yuh
run my banz up, run my run my bandz up, wha
run my banz up, run my run my bandz up, yuh
run my banz up, run my run my bandz up

verse 1
east side n-gga with a california flow
tell these new n-ggas that they lease up, peace up
stackin’ dollar bills till my wallet overflow
big time money long, all my n-ggas on go
n-ggas hold tongue, but they talk in the raps
on this side we don’t cap for the gram
how you n-ggas claim fam but ya n-gga starving
i don’t wanna brag but i’m eatin’ good man-

(break down)
on god swear i’m still at large
i been wit the mob
you ain’t hard n-gga
you ain’t hard, get yo paper up

verse 2
one fifty on the three stripes
two hundred on my pharrell’s
four hundred on that new designer
one hundred on that new yeezy

i been swipin’ at my leisure
cop it when i see yuh
love the way i please her yuh, yuh

all of these girls want a night with the kid
ain’t gotta stunt man it is what it is
girl i ain’t trippin i know that i’m lit
she want a nightcap i gave her sip

run these bandz up
n-ggas wastin’ time and its addin’ up n-gga
she just wanna uh
make her body quiver when i get between her

(break down)
run it up yeah
run it up yeah
run it up yeah, whoo
run it up yeah, wha
run it up yeah
run it up yeah
run it up yeah
run it up, run it up yeah

[hook]
mix the vlone with the solbiato
got so much preme that you think i model
drop the top then we hit the throttle
i catch a flight then i pop a bottle
all you n-ggas movin’ suspect
shawty a bird givin’ duck-neck
in love with the cash and the rough s-x
way i’m stylin’ got you upset

[outro]
laidgang n-gga
alright, run it back



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