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youngin' stix - runnin' lyrics

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[hook: tae frizzy]
i just got my bag, and a burkin, and a bad b+tch
we be cruisin’ fast, like a hundred on the dash
and she want me to be her dad, but i cannot be your dad b+tch

we in that fast car, ridin’ that nascar
f+ck these b+tches talking bout’ cause i don’t go no manors
got that bl!ck on me, got em runnin’, got em runnin’
all these n+gga’s hatin’, cause i turn nothin’ to something

[verse: youngin’ stix]
i just copped a bag, and a burkin, and a bad b+tch
she mad because left her, uh, well that’s too bad b+tch
cause i’ve been moving packs b+tch, and you sit on your ass b+tch (huh, what)

now i gotta glock in my back pocket, i pull it out and then i back c+ck it
all these haters stay pocket watchin’, they don’t got no money they just steady talkin’
see i’ve just been ballin’, and they’ve just been stalking, my every move, yeah they wanna be me
my b+tch bad up in a bikini, i’m makin’ music so now they wanna see me, yeah

[hook: tae frizzy]
i just got my bag, and a burkin, and a bad b+tch
we be cruisin’ fast, like a hundred on the dash
and she want me to be her dad, but i cannot be your dad b+tch

we in that fast car, ridin’ around in that nascar
f+ck these b+tches talking bout’ cause i don’t go no manors
got that bl!ck on me, got em runnin’, got em runnin’
all these n+gga’s hatin’, cause i turn nothin’ to something



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