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I think it's funny now, yeah Ayy, I do the runnin' man Yeah, ayy, ayy, might do the runnin' man, damn Huh, what, yeah, ayy I took the boy off of bags, damn he can't get money now He mad, I'm sittin' laughin', hah, I think it's funny now Boy I done blew a whole hundred bands In the trap I sold a hundred grams Damn, y'all sold one hundred grams? Hit the plug and do the runnin' man Runnin' man, runnin' man, damn, I do the runnin' man I might go and do the runnin' man Call the plug and hit him with the runnin' man Runnin' man, runnin' man, damn, I do the runnin' man I might go and do the runnin' man Call the plug and hit him with the runnin' man I did the runnin' man on the plug I did the runnin' man with the drugs Don't do no runnin' man with no thugs Take off the gizzy and give 'em slugs Your bitch give me head and I dipped on her Boy talking crazy, a brick on him Drippin' so much that I slipped on him Bro get me a toilet, I shitted on him SongtexteI'm rocking these Guccis like Nikes No you can't fight me, bro I got choppers with me Fuckin' these bitches like nothin' Fuckin' your girl, I might got your mama with me And boy when you see me you better start shootin' You know that I come with the blicky with me And no this ain't ten, no this ain't twenty Boy I got drums and it's fifty with me I took the boy off of bags, damn he can't get money now He mad, I'm sittin' laughin', hah, I think it's funny now Boy I done blew a whole hundred bands In the trap I sold a hundred grams Damn, y'all sold one hundred grams? Hit the plug and do the runnin' man Runnin' man, runnin' man, damn, I do the runnin' man I might go and do the runnin' man Call the plug and hit him with the runnin' man Runnin' man, runnin' man, damn, I do the runnin' man I might go and do the runnin' man Call the plug and hit him with the runnin' man I did the runnin' man with the bales Run up them benjamins on the scale For the Lucci, yeah they wish me well Whip up a deuce in the wishing well Yeah, yeah, narcotics, I got the paraphernalia Step on the brick with the remedy Drop off my top like I'm Kennedy Yeah, runnin' man, Mr. Blue Benjamin I pour Wock, and that TEC on my kidney In the trap with that Bobby and Whitney Longway trap, I might send you a missile Run off on the plug, shoot through his grissles Mad at Longway, I sleep with his sister We rock 'em and then we remix 'em I'm Longway, the plug, the socket I took the boy off of bags, damn he can't get money now He mad, I'm sittin' laughin', hah, I think it's funny now Boy I done blew a whole hundred bands In the trap I sold a hundred grams Damn, y'all sold one hundred grams? Hit the plug and do the runnin' man Runnin' man, runnin' man, damn, I do the runnin' man I might go and do the runnin' man Call the plug and hit him with the runnin' man Runnin' man, runnin' man, damn, I do the runnin' man I might go and do the runnin' man Call the plug and hit him with the runnin' man Aus Songtexte Mania