Lecrae
Runners
Hey, fellas. Where are the treadmills?Oh, they right there in the backOoooweee! She bad! Oh that's why I love this gym that's 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!Uh, I can't lie, I admire beauty like the next man. ( It's True)I still remember when I used to get my check cashedGet my hair cut, I hit the streets with my hair gassedLookin' out for little mommas with a fat faaasssssThat's what my auntie used to tell meGirl in my rear view tryna tell me. (Uh oh)Cuz she knew wasn't nothin' you could tell meAlways on a trail of another femaleWell, well they say my papa was a playaSomebody's honesty is honest in me babySomehow in college greek letters made me cuterAll the time online I still couldn't compute itUh, I pledge girls then it's on to the next girlMy next girl eventually be my ex girlBut its' funny how it all unfoldsI done finally found a woman I ain't never letting go whoaOoh 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)Letras de cancionesI promise you don't wanna go through it (Take it from me)You don't want no problems (You don't want no problems)You don't want no problems (You don't want no problems)You don't want no problems GFind yourself in the obituary column sheetIt ain’t nothin like a good womanIf you got you one of those be good to ‘emKeep it one hundred, love everybody wanted but the lies and the lust keep lyin next to usBut I got past it, know I’m known to pass itUp from a passion and I ain’t here blastin'Born sinner just like any other man standinCouldn’t keep the standard so God sent a stand-inYeah if you creepin’ when you feel desire creep inI know another way to win that don’t involve cheatin'Don’t involve another heart broken into piecesWhen a girl call you and tell you that she saw you on Peach StreetMeet pretty [?] nice featuresHad a couple drinks and have yourself a little peace andNow you feel in like the man int he streetsPull up to the crib see I left your pants in the streetsOoh 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 (Take it from me)You don't want no problems (You don't want no problems)You don't want no problems (You don't want no problems)You don't want no problems GFind yourself in the obituary column sheetBaby, why are all my clothes in the street?Oh, you don't know why your pants is in the street?Hah, yeah, Shiquita told me she seen you on PeachtreeUh huh, all up in the girl's face - you gotta go!You see, that's my cousin, that was my sister, like my friendNo, I don't wanna hear itShut up!Get your stuff and go! Bye!Ooh 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 (Take it from me)You don't want no problems (You don't want no problems)You don't want no problems (You don't want no problems)You don't want no problems GFind yourself in the obituary column sheet
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