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mckinley morganfield - manic tl lyrics

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[hook]
run it up
run it up
if you want it you could come with us
wild out, you could run a muck
player, i ain’t ever gone get enough

run it up
run it up
dozen b*tches and their all in love
muddy water in a double cup
player, i ain’t ever gone get enough

run it up

[verse i]
everybody hates that i’m movin’ on
time flashin’ like mardi gras
my feet are made of that loubitoun
and my wrist made of that audemar
(ah, ah)

b*tch, y’all can’t sit with us
its no sweat when i ball rediculous
i’m up ‘till dawn with a b*tch to f*ck
and prescription liquid in a dixie cup
i said its just another pick me up, its okay
pour another fifth of somethin’, i’m straight
do it from the night to the day
really, i could topple any motherf*cker at my pacе

in that gt9 if you really wanna race
lead at lеast eight lives and do it without a trace
seven different women all grabbin’ on my waist
sixteen bullets ready if you wanna get a taste
yellin’ f*ck 5*0 like i wanna catch a case
four shooters all clap, you could feel the earth quake
three motherf*ckers rowdy as a b*tch up on stage
let that two track bang
only do it one way

i was low*def now the kid blu*ray
couldn’t get a spark now the kid a blue ray
i done shuffled all the cards and asked “whos game”?
and they shut they d*mn mouths, ain’t n0body wanna play (hey)

[hook]
run it up
run it up
if you want it you could come with us
wild out, you could run a muck
player, i ain’t ever gone get enough
run it up
run it up
dozen b*tches and their all in love
muddy water in a double cup
player, i ain’t ever gone get enough

run it up

[verse ii]
y’all throw signs on the gram but never around us
say you got long bands, but you never had stuff
chop a motherf*cker down if he gunna act up
i’m a dog in the ring, you just a pound pup

it’s not just foul love, b*tch, i do not see you
even without rain, that drip all see through
jeans from balmain otherwise evisu
with some sh*t tucked ‘case i need to delete you (look)

i been on my own for a minute
motherf*cker i done built me a livin’
you a godd*mn b*tch there tryin’ to disrespect the way i did it
everybody think that this motherf*ckin game just a scrimmage

listen, i been on top all day
i’ll be on top all life
make the whole block yell “aye aye aye!”
you could hear it from miles outside of the heights
b*tch, you better think twice
better dip fast
i don’t give a f*ck about you, i do it for quick cash
how you movin’ on the path, got all of your sh*t crashed
how i’m steppin’ on the gas, give everyone whiplash

i’m so bored, b*tch, i’m never well*matched
i put in far more, got my people on the map
you was doin’ short sprints, we was runnin’ mad laps
its a marathon grind, now i’m sittin’ on racks

[hook]
run it up
run it up
if you want it you could come with us
wild out, you could run a muck
player, i ain’t ever gone get enough

run it up
run it up
dozen b*tches and their all in love
muddy water in a double cup
player, i ain’t ever gone get enough

run it up

- manic tl lyrics

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