Run Daddy Run Lyrics - Loco - Fun Lovin Criminals

Seems like every day there's another one comin' 

Another one runnin' and another one gunnin' 

[Incomprehensible] from random slums 

And I ain't hell with them bums 

Some fun it gotta be to grab your pee pee 

And sing so sweetly to the front row seat 

But that's the way it be watchin' that damn TV 

Since you free come and spread it up Missouri 

Run daddy run 

Yeah, I fires them all but they be comin' back 

Run daddy run 

Black hat and black hearts to match 

Run daddy run 

Give em a yard you best forget the wig 

'Cause this ain't the next whomever it's the new kid 

Let me see what you got baby, open it up 

If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin' up 

If that's a spliff in your mouth, best be lightin' it up 

I need a drink 'cause the base is spillin' my cup 

I get up, I get down God willin' and able 

Bumps to many friends stole some cable 

Sometimes I speak my mind rather plainly 

But I'm not a dick like Cheney 

You take 10 drug dealers and a Chinese bordello 

Stick 'em out in Arkansaw, I sure do well 

For comin' straight out the ground, born fighter 

Fuckin' up your Christmas like I'm scammin' a lighter 

Now look at yourself rollin' in the blues 

You do it to yourself, you do, you do 

Run daddy run 

See I fires them all but they be comin' back 

Run daddy run 

Black hats and black hearts to match 

Run daddy run 

Yeah, give em a yard best forget the wig 

'Cause this ain't the next whomever, it's the new kid 

Big bag of money, big bag of money 

Big bag of money, big bag of money 

Let me see what you got, baby, open it up 

If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin' up 

If that's a spliff in your mouth, best be lightin' it up 

I need a drink 'cause the bass is spillin' my cup 

Let me see what you got, baby, open it up 

If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin' up 

If that's a spliff in your mouth, baby, pass it up 

I need a drink 'cause the bass is spillin' my cup 

Run daddy run 

Yeah, fires them all but they be comin' back 

Run daddy run 

Black trench and black hearts to match 

Run daddy run 

Yeah, give 'em a yard best forget the wig 

'Cause this ain't the next whomever, it's the new kid 

Run daddy run, run daddy run 

Run daddy run