Runners

Lyrics
[Intro: Girl, Guy 1, Guy 2] Hey, fellas. Where are the treadmills? Oh, they right there in the back Ooooweee! She bad! Oh, that's why I love this gym - that's why I love this gym! Woo! Man forget the bench press - today it is a cardio day for your boy! My goodness, she bad! Holla at yo boy! [Verse 1] Uh, I can't lie, I admire beauty like the next man I still remember when I used to get my check cashed Get my hair cut, I hit the streets with my head gassed Lookin' out for lil mommas with a fat fast That's what my auntie used to tell me My girl in my rear view tryin' to tail me Cause she knew wasn't nothin' you could tell me Always on the trail of another female Well, well they say my papa was a playa' So my dishonesty is honest in me baby Somehow in college greek letters made me cuter All the time on line I still couldn't compute it Uh, I pledge girls then it's on to the next girl My next girl eventually be my ex girl But it's funny how it all unfolds I done finally found a woman I ain't never lettin' go, whoa [Hook] Whoa she looking bad (Don't do it) I wonder if she got a man (Don't do it) I don't see no wedding band (Don't do it) I promise you don't wanna go through it (Look take it from me) You don't want no problems, problems (You don't want no problems) You don't want no problems, problems (You don't want no problems) You don't want no problems, G Find yourself in the obituary columns sheet [Verse 2] It ain't nothin' like a good woman If you gotchu one of those, be good to 'em Keep it a hunned, love everybody want it But the lies and the lust keep em' lyin' next to us, But I got past it, now I'm known to pass it up For my passion and I ain't here blastin' Born sinner just like any man standin' Couldn't keep the standard so God sent a stand-in If you creepin' when you feel desire creep in I know another way to win that don't involve cheatin' Don't involve another heart broken into pieces When her girl call and tell her she saw you off Peachtree Meeting pretty underscore nice features Had a couple drinks and had yourself a little piece and Now you feelin' like the man in the streets Pull up to the crib, see all of your pants in the streets, man [Hook] Whoa she looking bad (Don't do it) I wonder if she got a man (Don't do it) I don't see no wedding band (Don't do it) I promise you don't wanna go through it (Look take it from me) You don't want no problems, problems (You don't want no problems) You don't want no problems, problems (You don't want no problems) You don't want no problems, G Find yourself in the obituary columns sheet [Interlude: Guy, Girl] Uh, Lashonda... Baby, why all my clothes in the street? What's what's what's going... Oh, you don't know why your pants is in the street? (Yeah) Hah, yeah, Shiquina told me she seen you on Peachtree (Uh) Uh uh, (Well, well) all up in the girl face, (See that's, that was my) you gotta go! That's my cousin, that was my sister, or like a friend (Uh uh) of my sister It's like... (No, I don't wanna hear it) ...It's like a friend Shut up! Get your stuff and go! Bye! [Hook] Woah (Don't do it) I wonder if she got a man (Don't do it) I don't see no wedding band (Don't do it) I promise you don't wanna go through it (Look take it from me) You don't want no problems (You don't want no problems) You don't want no problems, problems (You don't want no problems) You don't want no problems G Find yourself in the obituary column sheet (Da da da da da da da, di di di di di di di, da da da da da da, di di di di di )
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Credits
- Writers
- Ace Harris
- GAWVI
- Lecrae