Dee Kae - Runnin Man Lyrics

I pull up to the party tranna step in with the wesson
These bitches surrounding me, I'm tranna teach a lesson
If I pull it, if I up it, pussy boy don't ask a question
Just stay quiet, if it bangs it's a blessing
I'm running up stacks and I'm tired of the rubber bands,
Don't be mistaken, trust me it's part of the plan,
Guys talking on my name, like my biggest fan, I caught him and he turned into a running man
So it's shh from here on out, Put the spinner in his mouth can you hear me now,
Bitch boy don't move, don't scream or shout
Or the spinner in your mouth gonna bow bow bow
Got a bitch on my dick but she won't get off,
I said darlin it's time, Like just f*ck off
I got places to be and I'm missing proff
I got money to make, I ain't taking a loss
See it's all about the money in this dirty life,
I'm tranna count me up a mill before I'm 35
I got olders on my back like I murdered guys
Told them don't be mistaken like 30 times
I nearly got time two years I ain't going jail
Beat the case no charges, but I'm on bail
I wouldn't mind a holiday in a cell
Get some time away from the jakes on my back as well
They want me in jail, they're tranna lock me up
I said f*ck you and f*ck him and f*ck the judge
Put the slugs in the chamber and load it up
Put your hands in the air while I hold it up
I'm a nice guy but you don't wanna test me
Pull up with bro and In a blacked out
S3, two for the price of one bro, don't tempt me
Blast that bow bow bow till it's empty
See I got flows on flows, I got hoes on deck
I got loads of those, this six put a hole in your dome You know, better not give me verbal if you're home alone
I'ma pull up with the bros, blacked out to the bone
I'm on probation, I got the feds on patrol
Pocket buzzing all the time with my Nokia phone
I ain't got time for a chat, I ain't got time for a hoe
I pull up to the party, tranna step in with the wesson
These bitches surrounding me, I'm tranna teach a lesson
If I pull it, if I up it, pussy boy don't ask a question
Just stay quiet, if it bangs it's a blessing
I'm running up stacks and I'm tired of the rubber bands
Don't be mistaken, trust me, it's part of the plan
Guy's talking on my name, like my biggest fan I caught him
And he turned into a running man