Run Things Letra

Some bling it out, some scream it out

We clean 'em out 'cuz we run things

So sing it out, when we come get out

Stop, drop, roll, we run things



Jump back put your hands in the air, now pull 'em off

Brooks ain't got no friends, I cut 'em off

Jack in the back it's on, it's off

Gun rack in the Cadillac playin' golf

Got argyle socks and a CTS

A calculator watch and 2 big breasts

Covered in hoes but it was never an issue

I got jokes but I might hit you

Try me, cross me, see what happen

See you cryin', see me laughin'

Lesbians I love you all, almost as much as alcohol

But back to kickin' ass don't be lazy

My name ain't Prince but let's go crazy

I don't feel love unless you bleed

I don't want to mosh, I want a stampede



Some bling it out, some scream it out

We clean 'em out 'cuz we run things

So sing it out, when we come get out

Stop, drop, roll, we run things



Been a long road but I made it here

I killed myself but still I'm here

It don't matter and I don't care

Rehab broke up and I don't care

Got a new clique and it's full of soldiers

I ride gangster lean drinkin' Folger's

Better off than me smokin' boulders

My beats got hot and your's got colder

AKA Billy Bob Einstein on the street and back online

Chromed out hard drives and concubines

You see me with her she's probably fine

I got a 2-way the size of a laptop

A1's and an RV with a drop top

Trailer fabulous, mad and scandalous

Come on sugar plum you can't handle this



Some bling it out, some scream it out

We clean 'em out 'cuz we run things

So sing it out, when we come get out

Stop, drop, roll, we run things



Hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle

Hustle, hustle, hustle



Now bring it back



Some bling it out, some scream it out

We clean 'em out 'cuz we run things

So sing it out, when we come get out

Stop, drop, roll, we run things

Some bling it out, some scream it out

We clean 'em out 'cuz we run things

So sing it out, when we come get out

Stop, drop, roll, we run things



Yes, and there can only be...one

Yes, and there can only be...one

Punk