Run It Lyrics - Malta Bend - Stevie Stone

Yup, uh-huh 

Stevie Stone 

Ay Seven, you brought the pots and the pans out on this one 

Malta Bend, nigga 

Run that now 

Stoner, Stoner 

Bitch, run it, run it 

Drink a whole lotta liquor 

Bitch, run it, run it 

All my niggas wit' me 

Gettin' money, money 

All my bitches wit' me 

Gettin' money, money 

Run that now, run it, run it All my niggas wit' me 

Gettin' money, money 

All my bitches wit' me 

Gettin' money, money 

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Drink a whole lotta liquor 

Smoke a whole lotta reefer 

Paper planes in the wind 

You can call me Khalifa 

Watch me button up a Benz 

You should grab you a feature 

I'm a dog on the go 

Bag a bitch from the bleachers 

R-R-Run it, run it 

Rather with a trio I know 

I call these 3 RT3G bitches they ready to go 

No you not on my level 

You niggas don' came out here, bro 

Step one foot in the game 

Y'all niggas didn't get my M-O 

Run that now 

Photos 

Ain't no run in the game well seasoned and polished 

Gotta knock for these hoes 

PSD with the science 

I'm allergic to broke 

I choose to use my Ebonics 

I put my bitch on a boat 

Look like she came from an island 

We tryna find us a stripper 

Magic CD in Onyx 

Put my bread on the table 

Give me something exotic 

Body shots off her naval, that's a premium product 

Holla 

Run it, run it 

B-bitch that mean that I got it 

I tell her 

Run it, run it 

She said I'm steezy, erotic 

I'm a Leo, pino 

Get her kinky, wildin' 

Get to call me, call me 

Get it all from her mother 

See we come from the gutter, get 20, 50s and 100s 

Bitch I'm a