Run That Shit!

Lyrics
[Intro] This is a special dedication Youknowhatimsayin'? Smooth it out But get busy [Verse 1] Now I'ma tell you off the bat what this jam is about It's about stealin' people's shit and leavin' 'em assed out Whether a stranger or relative, a friend or a foe I like jackin' motherfuckers when I need some dough I ain't the type of individual to hold a job I'd rather snatch a sucker's chain for the gold involved I ain't workin' at McDonald's, you can suck my dick Matter of fact, give me a burger and the keys to your whip Now I'm drivin' around town in a brand new Maxima See a hitchiker, bam! Now I got a passenger Ask him where he lived while I looked in his gear He told me it was close and I should make a left here Dude was lookin' busted, but he had a nice watch Some shit that I was liable to gaffle and rock So I said, "hold up" and parked the car off Fifth I said, "The watch and your money, bitch, run that shit!" [Chorus] Run that shit! I want the color TV And all your ugly fuckin' clothes A burger with fries I want that diamond ring I want the money in your pocket I want a strawberry shake to go Yo, check it out [Verse 2] Now, I knew this kid Barry, yo, we went way back Me and Barry used to chill at the crib and smoke crack We was technically related cause he married my daughter He would come to the crib when he needed some water Barry was ugly, bad breath, but real cool We would sit on the stool and reminisce about school And the things we used to do just to make ends meet Like the credit card scam and selling drugs on the street I didn't think nothin' when my man started flossin' Rockin' alligator boots and the eighty dollar Walkman I figured he was schemin', just stackin' his loot Then he came to the crib in a three-piece suit He said, "yo, man, I landed this government job" I was thinking to myself, "he's a sucker, a slob" "yo, you bullshittin', Barry", he said, "na, it's legit" He pulled out a thousand dollars, I said, "run that shit!" [Chorus] Run that shit! I want the money in your pocket I want the glasses Yo, gimme that bagel, I'm hungry Yo, the color televisions, the stereo Yo, yo, gimme your socks, man Oh, them kicks, lookin' dope Run that jacket, let me see that shit Run it [Verse 3] I was walkin' down the block just mindin' my own When I saw this bangin' biddy with the caramel tone I said, "my name is E, yo, I'm all alone" "And I'm lookin' for a girl to get naked and bone" She said, "I love a man that's firm and direct" "Let's go to my apartment and have some sex" I said, "bet! Yo, bitch, what kinda ride you got?" Then she grabbed me by the wood and I was hard as a rock When we got to her spot, she got down on her knees I was thinkin' 'bout the pussy and the color TV She was playin' with the coochie and she started to strip She was suckin' my dick, I busted off on her tits Then, I got up, put my shit back in my drawers There was cum on her face, she was lyin' on the floor So I pulled out my toolie and I aimed it at her lip I said, "earrings and the stereo, run that shit!" [Chorus] Run that shit! Yo, I want all your money This fucking jewelery I want the ice in the freezer Give it up, skeezer I want all that shit, run that shit Yo, don't say shit, just run that shit [Outro] Yo, your pet dog, run that shit Your earrings, run that shit Your little brother, run that shit Yo, your drumsticks, run that shit Fried piece of chicken, run that shit Yo, your gear, I want that shit My name is Edan, and I steal kids' shit Yeah, yo, run that shit Word, this goes out to all them motherfuckers That don't know how to earn a decent fuckin' buck So they gotta steal from kids, hell yeah! Yo, stealin' is the way to go That's how you get all your shit You ain't gotta pay for shit Yo, Edan, I'm out Fuck yeah, yo!
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Credits
- Writers
- Edan the Humble Magnificent