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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
GoldLink
Vocals
Charlene Yacat
Background Vocals
Alexander Ben-Abdallah
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
D'Anthony Carlos
Songwriter
Missy Elliott
Songwriter
Timothy Mosley
Songwriter
Alexander Ben-Abdallah
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexander Ben-Abdallah
Mixing Engineer
Louie Lastic
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Nakakainis talaga siya
[Verse 1]
Run through your clique
You pissed on trip
I'ma have to bust you in your lips
And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips
Cuz I ain't for no-, givin' tips
[Chorus]
Run through your clique
You pissed on trip
I'ma have to bust you in your lips
And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips
Cuz I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run through your, run through ya clique
[Bridge]
Nakakainis talaga siya, pero iniisip ko na mahal na mahal ko siya
Parang palaging kami magkasama, pero may tiwala na ako sa kanya
Lahat ng ibang tao na dumating bago sa kanya, wala na sila
(Run through your, run through ya clique)
Di na bale, di na una
(Run through your, run through ya clique)
(Run through your ya clique)
(Run through your, run through ya clique)
(Run through your, run through ya clique)
(Run through ya clique)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I learned a lot in such a short amount of time
Everything that's fuckin' fine that go to damn mind
Met you when I was like maybe fifteen years on you
You just act a little older plus I heard you came from Arizona
[Verse 3]
And that was new so I was poppin' up at house parties
Ridin', fuckin' dirty with the older **** ridin' for me
And they just told me how that game work
I said, "Fuck it, I'ma put the rockin' by your latter dumb shit"
[Verse 4]
But fuck it, that's my initial thought when I had met you
I was sittin' in the bleachers when your girls approached me
And they threw away your number like it wan't taken or something
I told 'em baby, I'm nothing, say why you wanna choose me?
[Verse 5]
They giggle, and walked away, I pray to God
It felt so right, I never nude, I never fucked them bitches night
So if you ever try to blame it on me
Know I blame it on my dick, know I'm sick, ya I run through ya'
Yeah
[Bridge]
Nakakainis talaga siya, pero iniisip ko na mahal na mahal
Parang palaging kami magkasama, pero may tiwala na ako sa kanya
Lahat ng ibang tao na dumating bago sa kanya, wala na sila
[Chorus]
Run through your clique
You pissed on trip
I'ma have to bust you in your lips
And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips
Cuz I ain't for no givin' tips
[Chorus]
Run through your clique
You pissed on trip
I'mma have to bust you in your lips
And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips
Cuz I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run through your, run through ya clique
[Verse 6]
Yeah, nineteen, I got a newer meaning
Rocked Monk beats, got sane, searchin' for a deeper meaning
Still burnin' women, what a deadly contradiction
**** turn ya with the physical and spiritual
Lookin' back at what my life and what a fuckin' trip
I coulda loved this bitch and lost myself so I could please the bitch
And never please the bitch is what I learned and then I went away from everything
I started searchin' for one, well, uh
Mo' bitches, mo' money, mo' drugs
How my **** started robbin', went west, start thuggin'
Picked rappin', they chose, I blew, my crew
Got big, split wigs, still rob mo', rappin'
We battle, we fight, we one big one
No Pun, all scale, no bitch on my dick
Young ****, no whip, my **** legit
And I pray for my clan and my squad while I run through your (Clique)
[Bridge]
Run through your clique
Run through, run through your clique
Run through your clique
Run through, run through your clique
[Chorus]
You pissed on trip
I'ma have to bust you in your lips
And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips
'Cause I ain't for no givin' tips
Run through your clique
[Chorus]
You pissed on trip
I'ma have to bust you in your lips
And the whips, better have a whole lotta chips
Cuz I ain't for no, I ain't for no, run through your, run through ya clique
Written by: Alex Ben-Abdallah, D'Anthony Carlos, Missy Elliott, Timothy Mosley