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Runnin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Mtstreets
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Mark Rhodes




Mtstreets - Runnin' Lyrics




Catch me running to the bag ya
I be up and really running thru my stacks ya
Pics had what it is what it has ya
Can't tell me nothin I don't know
But
You don't know what I really do
Goin ghost is how I really move
Cuz I be running w the bag yea
Cuz I be running thru the bags

Will you tell me something that I really don't know
Please go
It ain't up to you it's all on me so
Pea coat
Worth more than a mother f*ckin kilo
T load
Put it in the air you got no weed hoe
I got something that you never could buy
Put em up I don't want no one to die
Keep em there cuz I ain't ever been shy
This 223 ain't wastin nobody's time
Cuz it go loco
I got that choke hold
It got a thing or 2 about a JAMU up with that coco
But you ain't ever gonna have to go beat it
This money talkin and you better believe it

Catch me running to the bag ya
I be up and really running thru my stacks ya
Pics had what it is what it has ya
Can't tell me nothin I don't know
But
You don't know what I really do
Goin ghost is how I really move
Cuz I be running w the bag yea
Cuz I be running thru the bags

Money talk yea yea money talk
I ain't got no feeling milly rock
I got dropped so high on the spot
Feeling hot yea yea feeling hot
Money talk yea yea money talk
I ain't got no feeling milly rock
I got dropped so high on the spot
Feeling hot yea yea feeling hot

Catch me running to the bag ya
I be up and really running thru my stacks ya
Pics had what it is what it has ya
Can't tell me nothin I don't know
But
You don't know what I really do
Goin ghost is how I really move
Cuz I be running w the bag yea
Cuz I be running thru the bags
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Catch me running to the bag ya
I be up and really running thru my stacks ya
Pics had what it is what it has ya
Can't tell me nothin I don't know
But
You don't know what I really do
Goin ghost is how I really move
Cuz I be running w the bag yea
Cuz I be running thru the bags

Will you tell me something that I really don't know
Please go
It ain't up to you it's all on me so
Pea coat
Worth more than a mother f*ckin kilo
T load
Put it in the air you got no weed hoe
I got something that you never could buy
Put em up I don't want no one to die
Keep em there cuz I ain't ever been shy
This 223 ain't wastin nobody's time
Cuz it go loco
I got that choke hold
It got a thing or 2 about a JAMU up with that coco
But you ain't ever gonna have to go beat it
This money talkin and you better believe it

Catch me running to the bag ya
I be up and really running thru my stacks ya
Pics had what it is what it has ya
Can't tell me nothin I don't know
But
You don't know what I really do
Goin ghost is how I really move
Cuz I be running w the bag yea
Cuz I be running thru the bags

Money talk yea yea money talk
I ain't got no feeling milly rock
I got dropped so high on the spot
Feeling hot yea yea feeling hot
Money talk yea yea money talk
I ain't got no feeling milly rock
I got dropped so high on the spot
Feeling hot yea yea feeling hot

Catch me running to the bag ya
I be up and really running thru my stacks ya
Pics had what it is what it has ya
Can't tell me nothin I don't know
But
You don't know what I really do
Goin ghost is how I really move
Cuz I be running w the bag yea
Cuz I be running thru the bags
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Writer: Mark Rhodes
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