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letra de run it up! - a luv's wrld team

[intro: xxxtentacion]
whoa, huh, yuh, ayy, ayy
ayy i got a song with og, rich
ayy, haha!
oh my god, ronny

[verse 1: juice wrld]
run up on a n-gga i’m shootin’ huh
my hand on my rooger, huh
cl-t look like a ruler, huh
versace on me like medusa, huh
give me that head like tooda, huh
n-ggas be phone, computers, huh
all y’all n-ggas is losers, huh
all my n-ggas is bueless, huh
she ride my d-ck like a motor bike
run up on me then i’m shooting, die
all of my n-ggas be grippin’ .40s, .40s, .40s, .45
run up on me then i’ll shoot at yo’ face, uh
i spread this sh-t just like mace, uh
f-ck that b-tch, she get replaced, uh
f-ck her on a day to day, huh-uh

[verse 2: xxxtentacion]
i got ebola, yes, i got ebola
my d-ck touch her lip and that b-tch hit a stutter
i’m not a prototypе, i’m not a prototype
i am original, i’m the original
i cut the choppеr in half, that’s a sawed-off
i put a b-tch on the bean, motherf-cker
don’t relax, don’t want the peace, motherf-cker
carnivore, i want the beef, motherf-cker (grra-pow!)
won’t let the .400 bang, mh
bet you won’t run in the paint, mh
these f-ckboys sick in the brain, mh
yuh, what, ayy, i put my d-ck in her face, mh
she suck the tip not the base, mh
she suck the tip not the base
[verse 3: ski mask the slump god]
purp smoke to the chest, choke that motherf-cker, uh
choker on me, they think i might choke a motherf-cker
this me stating, underdogs ain’t joking motherf-cker, uh
just to get sleepy, sippin’ on syrup
like rubbin’ up under my covers, b-tch
bet i can f-ck your mother
i’m sharp like a f-cking cutter
she wet like the f-cking gutters
and just like a nature lover
i’m wishing a n-gga would’ve (ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy)
before his b-tch start to suck it
i stop and remind her to ask to pucker (pucker b-tch)
i-i-i am a motherf-cker
and craig is a chicken plucker
he told me your b-tch’s booty is hubba bu-bubba bubba
she told me that when you f-ck her
she boo you just like the ruckus (who)
i hate n-ggas, uncle ruckus (who)
they goofy and bubble blowers (who)
ayy, b-tch, this is my hypothesis, uh
photosynthesis upon the p-ssy lips, uh (ayy)
curved like the beak on the face of pelican, uh
hole in your body size hippopotamus, water
ten toe rings, prince of persia pimp limp
put a hole in a n-gga just like a cartilage, uh (wa-wa-wa-wa-wa, water)
they thought i didn’t come from the bottom b-tch, mm (where?)
but they say i worked for this spot like a bottom b-tch, b-tch

- a luvs wrld team

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