Run It Up (Kiss 6)

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K CAMP - Rap, Southern Rap

Run It Up (Kiss 6)

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[Intro: K CAMP] Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus: K CAMP, Ajia Richardson & Both] One, two, three, four, five (Five) We havin' motion over on this side (Go) Five, six, seven, eight (Huh) How many niggas be up in my face? (Ooh) Nine, ten, eleven, twelve (What?) I'm havin' hoes as well (What?) You don't have to worry because You know I'm just tryin' to run it up Run it up, run it up (Run it up, run it up) Run it up, run it up, hey (Let's go) Run it up, run it up (Run it up, run it up) Run it up, run it up, yeah (Run, run, run, run) Run it up, run it up (Run it up) Run it up, run it up, hey (Run it up) Run it up, run it up (Run, run, run, run) You know I'm just tryin' to run it up (Huh) [Verse 1: K CAMP] Run it up like Sha'Carri (Like Sha'Carri) It's some bad hoes in this party (In this party) Say you left your last nigga, he sorry (Sorry) I'ma trick on that bitch, she a Barbie (She a Barbie) She еxpensive just like a Patеk (A Patek) Hit up jets and let's hop in a jet (Skrrt, skrrt, hit up jets) We in Turks, I want mouth, I want sex (I want sex) Make it wet, turn me up, that's a bet (That's a bet) Yeah, yeah, yeah (What?) [Chorus: K CAMP, Ajia Richardson & Both] One, two, three, four, five (Five) We havin' motion over on this side (Go) Five, six, seven, eight (Huh) How many niggas be up in my face? (Ooh) Nine, ten, eleven, twelve (What?) I'm havin' hoes as well (What?) You don't have to worry because You know I'm just tryin' to run it up Run it up, run it up (Run it up, run it up) Run it up, run it up, hey (Let's go) Run it up, run it up (Run it up, run it up) Run it up, run it up, yeah (Run, run, run, run) Run it up, run it up (Run it up) Run it up, run it up, hey (Run it up) Run it up, run it up (Run, run, run, run) You know I'm just tryin' to run it up (Uh) [Verse 2: K CAMP] I got hoes by the group, I got hoes by the flock If you got cash in your pocket, know them hoes gon' flock Keep some bad thick shit, keep some bad rich shit Keep some hit-quick shit, never hit a big bitch I be on some slick shit, I'm a young misfit Shawty thick like grits, watch the pussy get blitzed Break it down, make her split, break it down, it's a hit I got hoes with the shits, I'ma count it up quick, go (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Chorus: K CAMP, Ajia Richardson & Both] One, two, three, four, five (Five) We havin' motion over on this side (Go) Five, six, seven, eight (Huh) How many niggas be up in my face? (Ooh) Nine, ten, eleven, twelve (What?) I'm havin' hoes as well (What?) You don't have to worry because You know I'm just tryin' to run it up Run it up, run it up (Run it up, run it up) Run it up, run it up, hey (Let's go) Run it up, run it up (Run it up, run it up) Run it up, run it up, yeah (Run, run, run, run) Run it up, run it up (Run it up) Run it up, run it up, hey (Run it up) Run it up, run it up (Run, run, run, run) (Run it up, run it up, yeah) [Outro: K CAMP & Ajia Richardson] One, two, three, four, five (Five) We havin' motion over on this side (Go) Nine, ten, eleven, twelve (What?) I'm havin' hoes as well (What?) You don't have to worry because You know I'm just tryin' to run it up I'm drivin', but It sounds, it sounds perfect to me, it sound finished But you know, all your music sound perfect to me I like that nobody else really sounds like you And you don't, you know, you don't sound like nobody else (This shit got me floatin')

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