Run It Up

Run that shit up, run that shit up, Run that shit up Yea, I'm in the mother fucking booth man That's all it is really, let's get it Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Yea, beating that shit like Ike and Tina Water on me feel like Katrina, naw Water on me Aquafina Shawty digging my demeanor Y'all niggas prolly still hang with the same niggas who be telling on you You getting to it ain't what you wear Them hoes gone smell it on you He tryna gossip bout some niggas I don't care lil homie If ain't about the blues, ain't with the whoopty-woo Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Run that shit up Ain't tryna get in this or that im tryna beat her back His bitch be sending attachments But I ain't gone speak on that Say she be tryna make some moves You tryna keep her back Ain't worried bout a player getting hurt You know I keep some back ups Yea, speaking of that Remember nigga had hit rock bottom like the peoples champ I was all lost in the sauce couldn't see the map Now the light at the end of the tunnel I see the lamp