Babyeater - Jackie Chan (feat. T Vinci) Lyrics

Yeah, aye

Run it up, run it up (run it up)
We in the club about to f*ck it up (yeah)
Tell the DJ to turn it up (aye)
Jackie Chan, I'll cut it up (okay)
Run it up, run it up (run it up)
We in the club about to f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
Tell the DJ to turn it up (turn it up)
Jackie Chan, I'll cut it up (yeah)

Run it up, run it up (aye)
We in the club about to f*ck it up (momma)
Tell the DJ to turn it up (yeah yeah)
Jackie Chan, I'll cut it up (yeah)
Run it up, run it up (run it up)
We in the club about to f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
Tell the DJ to turn it up (turn it up)
Jackie Chan, I'll cut it up (yeah)

Run it up, run it up (yeah)
These niggas out here playing double dutch (aye)
T Vinci out here 'bout to f*ck it up (yeah)
I leave these rappers slump as f*ck (slump as f*ck)
Slow it down then I speed it up (speed it up)
T Vinci style, yeah you know what's up (yeah)
I'm with you're bitch and she trying to f*ck (get it)
Don't come near or I'll f*ck you up (yeah)
You niggas sleep, yeah you got me weak (yeah)
I'm the nigga they all trying to be (okay)
But I'm the nigga that you can't defeat (ah)
You trying to run up, bitch, have a seat (ah)
I'll knock you out like I'm Bruce Lee (yeah)
I'm T Vinci and you can't f*ck with me (momma)
I run the city and I run the streets
You mess with me, I'll put you to sleep

Run it up, run it up (run it up)
We in the club about to f*ck it up (yeah)
Tell the DJ to turn it up (aye)
Jackie Chan, I'll cut it up (okay)
Run it up, run it up (run it up)
We in the club about to f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
Tell the DJ to turn it up (turn it up)
Jackie Chan, I'll cut it up (yeah)

Run it up, run it up (aye)
We in the club about to f*ck it up (momma)
Tell the DJ to turn it up (yeah yeah)
Jackie Chan, I'll cut it up (yeah)
Run it up, run it up (run it up)
We in the club about to f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
Tell the DJ to turn it up (turn it up)
Jackie Chan, I'll cut it up (yeah)

Run it up, (aye) Run it up (aye)
We in the club about to f*ck it up (true)
T Vinci and I about to run amok (ooh)
Jackie Chan, we cut it up (aye)
I don't run up though, I'll pull up in a vehicle
When the tire skrrt better pray for a miracle (skrrt)
Say you top tier, but for real, that's hysterical (ha)
One hand steering wheel, other hand killing you (ooh)
I'm tired of murdering all of these verses
Somebody please tell me who I'm verses and all
My competition's in hearses
And I'm cursing you all, you heard of me dawg?
The thing with me, I'm just perfectly flawed
If you're playing with me, you not playing at all
You playing with fire, don't get me involved
This is hide and seek and I'm seeking you all (seeking you all)

Ha, hey dude, I-I'm just calling you, uh
You gotta listen to this new uh, what is it, T Vinci
T Vinci, that's a new artist- that's a really cool name
T Vinci and Babyeater song man, it's called Jackie Chan
It goes like this (run it up, run it up)

Run it up, run it up (run it up)
We in the club about to f*ck it up (yeah)
Tell the DJ to turn it up (aye)
Jackie Chan, I'll cut it up (okay)
Run it up, run it up (run it up)
We in the club about to f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
Tell the DJ to turn it up (turn it up)
Jackie Chan, I'll cut it up (yeah)

Run it up, run it up (aye)
We in the club about to f*ck it up (momma)
Tell the DJ to turn it up (yeah yeah)
Jackie Chan, I'll cut it up (yeah)
Run it up, run it up (run it up)
We in the club about to f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
Tell the DJ to turn it up (turn it up)
Jackie Chan, I'll cut it up (yeah)