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Run The World (Remix)

Lola Monroe

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Hold up DJ you gon’ wanna run this back When I run up on the track Ain’t no Runner running that I’mma Ray Rice run it baby Ain’t no running back It be ring around the Rosee When I run up on that ass Ashes and ashes thrown That’ll be your remains when I dust that ass That’s just them glasses on Still see you snakes never trust that grass Crashes and slashes gon Hit this game when I ride up on it and bust that glass Matches that last reason that you bitches finna panic and combust that fast Need I break it down how I’m bigger than you Nigga bigger business, need a bigger venue Plus a bigger menu cause my figures done grew Slicka, slicka vigor feel like the trigga done blew I could tell you no biggie but things done changed So really this a warning ‘fore you go deranged When I kick in the door it be suicidal thoughts You be ready to die pro’lly have it arranged Now you know you dead wrong when you spit yo game Praying on my downfall now you the bitch choking Ever hit cocaine that’s what my high’s be like Sky’s the limit, rise get fights and sizes gimmicks and I see strikes, size and types of Bitches with no heart Vicious with no bark Fuck was you made for Like pictures with no art My bitches is cold shark Malicious with bold hearts Pernicious with no thought Caught all you whores All you swore I won’t be more And that was in the hood bitch I’m iller than before Now you bitches sitting up there trynna build a new report But no, I just keep it moving My success is proven While you niggas sleeping drooling I’m getting closer to my crown Who you bitches think you fooling See the fear from my improving I be doing some removing Bitch I’m finna put it down, down, down, down, down Self made bitch Self paid bitch No cosign for this pretty self paid whip No cosign I done really self made it And when they don’t salute shit self hatred Lola Monroe hoe spit on a billi The shoe game stupid the bag game illy Cocaine coop in the shit sitting silly Versace, Gavinchy I need about a trilli Really my nomination got them tripping I built this from the bottom, pimping Only the beginning you ain’t gotta clap for it Only the beginning bank on it back board
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