Run It Up Lyrics – Busta Rhymes & Capella Grey
Singer: Busta Rhymes & Capella Grey
Title: Run It Up
Don’t
Don’t run away
Though I need it right away
Money on my mind today
Don’t let anything get in my way
City moves on my say so
Only count it in blue faces
We get the pesos
We’ll begin the money go
I can’t leave my crib without the blicky, know who I am to my city
Showed her how to run it up, and she got her some t#tt#es
Now she treat me like I’m Diddy
Bougie now, she don’t even deal with bums
She know the difference, that ain’t real runtz
They wanna know who runnin’ up the most
I don’t know, shittin’ me, I’m barely on the coast
Everythin’ about me ultra
Ridin’ for the city and I do it for the culture
Lounge chair chillin’ while I sip on a mimosa
Makin’ statures of the kid with bangers playin’ out the sculpture
I heat up sh#t like strikin’ matches light the sulfur
I rep the City right while killin’ n#gg#s like a oulster
Gettin’ money while you hang with n#gg#s like a poster
Got a black team of bosses, like we took ’em back to Tulsa
n#gg# got ’em fired up and wired up
You know the way we do it b#tch, you know we back to wil’ it up again
Fried up and sizzled, everythin’ up in these motherf#ckin’ streets
And get this money back and pile it up again
Tired of you n#gg#s that be talkin’ like you walkin’ with your talk
But why you n#gg#s out here lyin’ to us again?
No matter where you search and try to find a duplicate
See we when we goin’, see you ain’t never ever findin’ us again
I can’t leave my crib without the blicky, know who I am to my city
Showed her how to run it up, and she got her some t#tt#es
Now she treat me like I’m Diddy
Bougie now, she don’t even deal with bums
She know the difference, that ain’t real runtz
They wanna know who runnin’ up the most
I don’t know, shittin’ me, I’m barely on the coast
Yeah, everybody gotta thank us
Eager for the hottest sh#t, got ’em kinda anxious
Got it from the bottom, now I’m friends with all the bankers
And got so much bags of money, gotta pull up with the tractors
Now witness history while sittin’ in the rafters
A bible documented while I finalize the chapters
Need to get to the study it and idolize the master
By the way you sh#t there, let me we revitalize you b#stards
Let’s get back to the feel-good, the real good
The sh#t that serve the street to make the meal good, now everybody follow
We do the sh#t the way we do it like it was the next day
f#ckin’ up they future, got it packed until tomorrow
Remedy to drought but all this drip and when they slip
They try to bounce back
Lookin’ for a pack that they could borrow
f#ck ’em up the bar game dangerous, Capella Grey
Bringin’ back the hook and had to sing it with bravado
I can’t leave my crib without the blicky, know who I am to my city
Showed her how to run it up, and she got her some t#tt#es
Now she treat me like I’m Diddy
Bougie now, she don’t even deal with bums
She know the difference, that ain’t real runtz
They wanna know who run it up the most
I don’t know, shittin’ me, I’m barely on the coast
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