Roadrunner (From the Cell Block to Your Block)

Album cover art for "Roadrunner (From the Cell Block to Your Block)" by Young Scooter & Lil Phat

Young Scooter & Lil Phat - Pop, Atlanta Rap

Roadrunner (From the Cell Block to Your Block)

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[Chorus: Young Scooter] They say the road hot, I'm still road runnin' I told my plug fuck it, I'ma keep it goin' They say the road hot, I'm still road runnin' I told my plug fuck it, I'ma keep it goin' Triple up your money on the highway I gotta thank God for making expressways Quarter ticket, put it on the road every day The road ain't hot, I drive it my way (Road runner) [Verse 1: Young Scooter] I won't stop that road runnin', juggin' for this cash money Every time I put em on the road, I make all kinds of money Young Scooter always blow them racks, I got that actor money Road runner wrap 'em one time and never leave an odor Ridin' past the state trooper, I'm just dope-boy patrolin' White or tan, plus I got 'em cheap just like Mexican Hundred thousand, get you seven of 'em, remix top four of them Bring them bricks to your city, nigga, you know what it is I know I'm facin' time, my daughter need some Pampers My son six years old, already like to gamble Every day, I'm in the streets, nigga, takin' chances Them all-white bricks run the whole planet [Chorus: Young Scooter] They say the road hot, I'm still road runnin' I told my plug fuck it, I'ma keep it goin' They say the road hot, I'm still road runnin' I told my plug fuck it, I'ma keep it goin' Triple up your money on the highway I gotta thank God for making expressways Quarter ticket, put it on the road every day The road ain't hot, I drive it my way [Verse 2: Lil Phat] Sixty grand for a brick of boy Half a million, I'll take a charge Drug dealers know who we are We'll go to jail before we starve Blow strong around the blow, make you catch a contact It's YNIC and Lil Mexico, we'll buy you out your contract Bust your head and hit the road, countin' bands on the interstate Give me coke, I make a road, roll it off the interstate Told my daddy fuck it, I need more food on the diner plate My brother up the road, he got more zones, you know that's out the gate First I got my money up, then bulletproofed my Hummer truck Get 'em rims and switch the license plate, shooters come light you up, uh I started from a four and a half Now I'm retarded with that cocaine, road runner in that dope game [Chorus: Young Scooter] They say the road hot, I'm still road runnin' I told my plug fuck it, I'ma keep it goin' They say the road hot, I'm still road runnin' I told my plug fuck it, I'ma keep it goin' Triple up your money on the highway I gotta thank God for making expressways Quarter ticket, put it on the road every day The road ain't hot, I drive it my way

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  • Young Scooter
  • Lil Phat