Chiddy Bang
Run It Back (Feat. Shirazi)
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Добавлена 14 апреля 2013 пользователем Миша |
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[Hook (x4)]
If this your favorite song - run it back
Everybody sing along - run it back
Stop playin' - run it back
Can't hear what you're sayin' - run it back
[Verse 1]
We the realest tell 'em run it back
Problems - money come with that
I just ease the pain by chopping trees like a lumberjack
Thundercat, you ain't even ready for my summer raps
Coolin' on a minute I'm in to take the world, yeah I'm finna
It's young kidster, ain't nobody hotter than
Soon as I step in the building, shit she forgot her man
College ran to the point I had to leave, was not a fan
Maybe a little not my email get a lot of spam
I'ma wild out, basically
That means I probably don't care about what you say to me
I got a couple bad bitches, Lord, pray for me
Look in the mirror we the shit that they pray to be
And they pay to me
Roll the blunts make a mixed drink
And don't you dare say that I ever care what a bitch think
She ain't a single but for me she tryna lip sync
And once the lips link, now that's instinct
[Hook (x2)]
If this your favorite song - run it back
Everybody sing along - run it back
Stop playin' - run it back
Can't hear what you're sayin' - run it back
If this your favorite song - run it back
Everybody sing along - run it back
Stop playin' - run it back
Can't hear what you're sayin' - run it back
[Verse 1]
We the realest tell 'em run it back
Problems - money come with that
I just ease the pain by chopping trees like a lumberjack
Thundercat, you ain't even ready for my summer raps
Coolin' on a minute I'm in to take the world, yeah I'm finna
It's young kidster, ain't nobody hotter than
Soon as I step in the building, shit she forgot her man
College ran to the point I had to leave, was not a fan
Maybe a little not my email get a lot of spam
I'ma wild out, basically
That means I probably don't care about what you say to me
I got a couple bad bitches, Lord, pray for me
Look in the mirror we the shit that they pray to be
And they pay to me
Roll the blunts make a mixed drink
And don't you dare say that I ever care what a bitch think
She ain't a single but for me she tryna lip sync
And once the lips link, now that's instinct
[Hook (x2)]
If this your favorite song - run it back
Everybody sing along - run it back
Stop playin' - run it back
Can't hear what you're sayin' - run it back
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