We Run

Lyrics

[Intro] Who? Who? Who is this person you're talking about? Who is this person you're talking about? You answer me now, iSHi Who is he? Who is he? We can run the world, we can, we can run the world We can run the world, we can, we can run the world We can run the world, we can, we can run the world Who-who-who-who-who-who is he? Who-who-who-who-who-who is he? Who-who-who-who-who-who is he? [Verse 1: French Montana] Hah, I got dreams, cash and the cream Grind like a fiend for shit you never seen Watch me take it over, bitches, be coming over Money, we count it over, my niggas, they never sober I pull up in the Benz, dark tint, black gut, sippin clip Bent, Clark Kent, black shoes, my attitude Fuck, for the dollar, nun', hit the bottle Fifth clap skater lap, all-black Raider hat Served the customers to custom-made the Porsche Nasir Jones, homie, the world is yours (Bow) I'm Tony Montana with a bitch from Atlanta At the Caesers Cabana, then I'm ghost like a phantom, hah Dirty money hit me like a needle Got me standin' on the streets like The Beatles I'm a motherfuckin' coke boy Baby, come and run the world with a dope boy I'm a motherfuckin' coke boy I'm a, I'm a motherfucking coke boy, coke boy, co-co-co-co-coke boy Coke boy, I'm a, I'm a motherfucking coke boy [Chorus] Some people look in through the needle This isn't where we started They see ya runnin' through the fields Deep inside a capsuled freedom, you know nothing at all (We run, we run) We run (We run, we run) We run (We run, we run) We can run the world [Verse 2: Wale] (We can run the world, we can, we can run the world) Filon, The Jammer, The Genius (Woo) Uh, I got these funny MC's keep tryna get the lyrics (Woo) I got 300 Don C's and I can barely fit 'em (What up dog?) I'm like a nymphomaniac dating a schizophrenic What I said is what I get when I'm bettin the head ridiculous We can run the world (World), just get the handcuffs off us Mr. Officer, don't want no problems (Don't shoot) I don't got no Glock, no girl, why you so forceful? It's like I'm soundin' like Floyd before another bout How you niggas doin', take off, sittin' on mama's couch? Bitch, I did that shit with Raekwon the youngest with the clout I run, I get the runners endorphins by runnin' my mouth I'm forever a poet, I was never a killer Save your love in Baltimore, women, crips, bloods and guerrillas (What up, dope?) Bringin' on a great figure to double my digits Shout out to them out of shape niggas still runnin' the city, bitch (We can run the world, we can, we can run the world) (We can run the world, we can, we can run the world) (We can run the world, we can, we can run the world) [Chorus] Some people look in through the needle This isn't where we started [Verse 2: Raekwon] He mad amazin' in weather, rockin' big leathers Catch him on the block stockin' since the red jetters Monkey flippin', brand gamble with the chop headers Won't take no shorts, we don't jock niggas Fast and furious, though curious That I'll [?] from your home Julius Just bounce, drop the Uzi and fly, meet you at the Ritz Sweet 19 and switch up the whips, yo Young De Niro, the black hand mafia gang land Where niggas bang out and do the same jam I be in Brazil stroking 'em down And for the hell I blame you, then fly like PanAm do Whoever said I went down? I was configurating this money to feed my babies monthly and retire But now I'm more larger, smarter, call me the martyr This separatin' me from these authors [Interlude] What up? [?] Ayo, [mad sneakers?] chef, they can't fuck with us These motherfuckin' mad niggas [?], I swear [?] gold, nigga [?] The franchise, nigga ISHi, what up? iSHi, what up? The future, the world [?] Wanna [?] what up? You heard it from me [?], nigga Me, that's who, the chef [Chorus] Some people look in through the needle This isn't where we started They see ya runnin' through the fields Deep inside a capsuled freedom, you know nothing at all (We run, we run) We run (We run, we run) We run (We run, we run) We can run the world