Runnin

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That Mexican OT - Rap, Southern Rap

Runnin

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[Chorus] I been runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' 'Til I, I can't run no more (I can't run) And these girls, girls, girls, they on my mind And they runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' 'Til they, they can't run no more [Verse 1] Smokin' on a Slapwood, I'm chokin' on a splinter The Escalade hog up both lanes and eat the road up for dinner How you look like you fell from heaven, but at the same time, a sinner? Pull out my liver and pour some Wockhardt and sip like a winner I been runnin', runnin', runnin' until my toes bleed I'm hittin' dust until my nose bleed The old me will probably tell you to do it And the new me will still tell you to do it So I'ma sip drank, smoke weed, and hit cocaine I'm a troubadour from Texas, I'ma let my nuts hang They gon' know the notoriety of Mexican OT when he pass And when I die, bury me face down, so the world could kiss my ass [Chorus] I been runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' 'Til I, I can't run no more (I can't run) And these girls, girls, girls, they on my mind And they runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' 'Til they, they can't run no more [Verse 2] Show after show, ho after ho and I ain't had enough How this dude ridin' in the Rolls Royce? That shit ain't addin' up He made me mad enough, whooped his ass like his dad should've done And your sister ratted you out, she said you sweet like Honey Buns You know I wasn't askin' questions, so you took off on the money run Damn, huh, that shit hurt On this bitch-ass tour bus and my life's been a blur Excuse me, I'm on weed and mushrooms, I might talk with a slur I put my foot inside his mouth and I wore him like boots with the fur And the reason why I whopped your ass, Greg, is 'cause ain't true with your words I been runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' Like she down the street, I'ma have her screamin', she cummin' Let me know it's real, baby, tat my face on your tummy [Chorus] I can't run no more, I can't run no more And these girls, girls, girls, they on my mind And they runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' 'Til they, they can't run no more

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Credits

Writers
  • That Mexican OT
  • Jayson Bridges Publishing
  • Joel Banks
  • Taylor Banks