Lyrics

Run it up Look at me now I'm a 100 up Look how I run all them numbers up We clocking math better sum it up These bitch's say they like non of us Man these ho's gotta like one of us Oh there they go they in front of us We bout to jump on the furniture Man we ain't worried bout shit We get to the bag (Get to the bag) We don't just get that shit We get to it fast (Get to it fast) Remember when I was a young'n And I use to skip through the class (Skip through the class) Grandma looking at me like Boy I'm bout to get yo ass (Boy I'm bout to get yo ass) Yeah Plain Jane with a pearl face That's a Rollie nigga Lot of niggas talking that tough shit Gotta show me nigga Why you all in my face Damn do I know you nigga Know I'm the shit with the fashion Kill it like Marilyn Manson Man that nigga was just in the projects How he get in the mansion You only as quick as your last race That's why these niggas a fast place Look at my watch it's a glass face Aye y'all so foreign But you say you don't smoke no weed Yall so boring Aye You think you could fuck with me But yall not not know Aye Let the nigga try me shit I got something for him Run it up Look at me now I'm a 100 up Look how I run all them numbers up We clocking math better sum it up These bitch's say they like non of us Man these ho's gotta like one of us Oh there they go they in front of us We bout to jump on the furniture
Writer(s): Jermaine Carter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out