KILLZAY - Run Lyrics

Today is Spring
Fall
Big water, twirlin
Big water, twirlin
Move it, move it, move it, curly
Keep on movin, shoot it, shoot it, shoot it
Move it, move it, move it, curl it
Bitch made outta taste to the friend
Shit, I don't got no big to give
Shoulda never got caught when you did what you did
Shit, shoddy a little for the days
Now I'm swimmin' and she wanna fire me and get me
And I tell that shit up, that's why you gotta be sick
She belong with a knife, man, you gotta be kind of sick
Dammit this bitch tryna get me
Run when movie shoot down here in the mood
Shorty'll legged me, want me to go
Got a high front, that's bitch and she wantin' to move
And I wanted her friend so I wanted to know
If she wanted the dick, cause I wanted her throat
It ain't nowhere to hide, it ain't nowhere to go
If I wanted you back, woulda hit up your phone
And it's through tryna make it, she trackin' my love
So I'ma come get this bitch cause I'm ready to blow
Gotta give and never leave her, she the one I wanna save
How the f*ck you talkin' serious, you ain't never wanna play
If you wanna give me pussy, then that's all you had to say
I don't really give a f*ck, I'm turnin' up and everything
I'ma need you, I'ma please you, I don't wanna go away
You was really f*ckin' crazy and the baby in the face
You be all up on my dick and now you goin' for the chase
F*ck a ring and give me everything a nigga couldn't take
And your pussy wasn't good, but I'ma hit it every day
I've been runnin' all up and all I wanted was a break
Now you tryna call your friend and she the one who made me say
F*ck it all, I never wanted you and you was in the way
All these bitches on my dick and you can really get replaced
Who the f*ck is you to try to tell me that I wasn't mean
I'ma take you to the college, get a piece up out the state
I'ma get a new bitch, she gon' eat the different lane
Bitch made out, I texted her friend
Shit, I don't got no f*ckin' gift
Shoulda never got caught, oh you did what you did
Shit, sorry that I shoulda did
Now it's only that she wanna find me again
And I tell her, son, that boy, you gotta be somethin
Pull up with a knife, nigga, you gotta be killin
Shit, damn it, this bitch not givin
Yo, y'all not catchin' me, that shit over
I'm runnin' all the way to the motherland
Y'all tellin' me I'm not loyal
Yo, never catch me, never
I'm runnin' and I'm runnin' and I'm runnin' and I'm runnin
Till I catch you, bye
Run, run, run
Don't stop me in the mood
Run, run, run
Hope you keep on me to do
Run, run, run
Don't stop me in the mood
Run, run, run
Don't stop me in the mood