Run Dog Run
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Game black sweets how niggas throwing up their guts
You should've seen the way they broke down when I rolled up
Baby popped a molly now she about to throw up
Me and good just about to toast we bout to pour up
Shawty say she wants some dick
You can't have none none
Just give me top while I roll blueberry yum yum
My dick is down her throat it burns I think I hit her tum tum
Got a brand new baby Drac my ops they better run run
Ooh yeah
They better run run
Got a brand new baby Drac my ops they better run run
Ooh yeah
Got to run run
Got a brand new baby Drac my ops they better run run
Ooh yeah
Better run run
Bought a brand new baby Drac my ops they better run run
Ooh yeah
Better run run
Got a brand new baby Drac my ops they better run run
4 5 6 people hit
Niggas turn acrobatic when the Draco blow a kiss
Jalen Brown from the 3 up the score like swish
Red beam on his head kind a make it hard to miss hmm
Buddy frost up when he say me Mr. freeze
Pull up like batman leave him leaking anti freeze
Foot broke in a boot but still will push yo shit back
Like a tropical storm some niggas bout get wet wet
Game black sweets how niggas throwing up their guts
You should've seen the way they broke down when I rolled up
Baby popped a molly now she about to throw up
Me and good just about to toast we bout to pour up
Shawty say she wants some dick
You can't have none none
Just give me top while I roll blueberry yum yum
My dick is down her throat it burns I think I hit her tum tum
Got a brand new baby Drac my ops they better run run
Ooh yeah
They better run run
Got a brand new baby Drac my ops they better run run
Ooh yeah
Got to run run
Got a brand new baby Drac my ops they better run run
Ooh yeah
Better run run
Bought a brand new baby Drac my ops they better run run
Ooh yeah
Better run run
Got a brand new baby Drac my ops they better run run
Big gun transform like Voltron
Shawty slurp me up until her lips become numb numb
Counting blue faces paper cuts on my thumb thumb
Brand new shipment FMJ in my drum drum
White I8 in the lot we going dumb dumb
A I swear my niggas straight ain't for none none
Bout to burn some bridges like the edge of a perm perm
It's time to play tag so my ops they better run run
Game black sweets how niggas throwing up their guts
You should've seen the way they broke down when I rolled up
Baby popped a molly now she about to throw up
Me and good just about to toast we bout to pour up
Shawty say she wants some dick
You can't have none none
Just give me top while I roll blueberry yum yum
My dick is down her throat it burns I think I hit her tum tum
Got a brand new baby Drac my ops they better run run
Ooh yeah


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Written by: Curtis Hooks

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