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runnin (original version) - chief keef lyrics

[intro: chief keef]
dp on the beat
sosa on the beat
bang bang

[chorus: chief keef]
sosa, where you going? to the money
runnin’ to it, b*tch, i’m runnin’
like i got on cleats
pull up, stuntin’ like i’m going to luncheon
you call my phone, you talkin’ a hundred
million, yeah, b*tch, i want it
baby, i can take you on an island, i ain’t talkin’ stony
how you just keep hittin’ it floating?
baby, i can buy you a new sew*in
baby, i be pistol toting
got my pistol and you know it
i go too fast, she like, “boy, slow it”
i’m like, “okay, baby, i’m gon’ fold it”
she like, “boy, that’s a hundred mil’ on the table”
i’m like, “i know it”

[verse 1: chief keef]
jewelry blingin’, b*tch, i show it
they like, “boy, you gettin’ bloated”
i’m too turnt, yeah, b*tch, i’m loaded
and my style, these n*ggas stole it
chopper come through wrestling, mick foley
b*tches like, “oh god, i’m glo*ing”
i remember when i ain’t have nothin’
i woke up like, “oh god, i’m glo*ing”
there go the d*mn police
i’m gon’ get up out of here slowly
baby, i got on a breitling
i can’t buy you a d*mn rollie
’cause if i bought hoes anything
i be ballin’ out, you know it
and i done gave your ass a chance
you done f*cked around and blowed it
i get money just as fast as the d*mn stove sh*t
i don’t need shaq, i ball like i am kobe
i don’t need yao, i ball like i am mcgrady
just call me when you talkin’ money
swear i’m money brazy
[chorus: chief keef]
sosa, where you going? to the money
runnin’ to it, b*tch, i’m runnin’
like i got on cleats
pull up, stuntin’ like i’m going to luncheon
you call my phone, you talkin’ a hundred
million, yeah, b*tch, i want it
baby, i can take you on an island, i ain’t talkin’ stony
how you just keep hittin’ it floating?
baby, i can buy you a new sew*in
baby, i be pistol toting
got my pistol and you know it
i go too fast, she like, “boy, slow it”
i’m like, “okay, baby, i’m gon’ fold it”
she like, “boy, that’s a hundred mil’ on the table”
i’m like, “i know it”

[verse 2: andy milonakis]
new number every month like a period, b*tch
let me hit it raw on your period, b*tch
i’m chiefin’ with keef on some serious sh*t
god d*mn, young sachi, he really is sick
la di da di, it’s sosa and sachi
b*tches on our d*cks like their craving a lolly
three bad b*tches that got six bad friends
add another hooker and then we got ten
i got fourteen lines, but it’s time to sip again
so i po’ another fo’ and then i got ten
back up when you see it’s motherf*ckin’ glo gang
we stealing more sh*t than lindsey f*ckin’ lohan
[chorus: chief keef]
sosa, where you going? to the money
runnin’ to it, b*tch, i’m runnin’
like i got on cleats
pull up, stuntin’ like i’m going to luncheon
you call my phone, you talkin’ a hundred
million, yeah, b*tch, i want it
baby, i can take you on an island, i ain’t talkin’ stony
how you just keep hittin’ it floating?
baby, i can buy you a new sew*in
baby, i be pistol toting
got my pistol and you know it
i go too fast, she like, “boy, slow it”
i’m like, “okay, baby, i’m gon’ fold it”
she like, “boy, that’s a hundred mil’ on the table”
i’m like, “i know it”

- chief keef lyrics

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