Run Up

Barbie

Yeah, they thought that you was a shy girl

Until I made you my girl

Girl, you pushed me like a big button

Till I cuffed you like you did something

You ain't gotta wait for it

You ain't gotta wait for me to give you my love

You ain't gotta wait for it

Things are getting sticky, girl, I think that I'm stuck

I'll admit I'm wrong when I know that you gon' come for me

(When you gon' come for me, yeah)

Never gonna not, not hit that, your loving is drugs to me

(When you gon' come to me, yeah)

And every time you hit my phone, when you say you need company, oh

I'ma run up on you

I'ma run up on you

I'ma run up on you

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Girl, you used to being quiet

Till I brought that loud

You say your dollars is a mountain

And your mama your accountant

You watch your figure 'cause you a big deal

Got your fresh prince and a big whip

Polo mink coat, that's a big kill

Put you on a phone like a windshield

I'll admit I'm wrong when I know that you gon' come for me

(When you gon' come for me, yeah)

Never gonna not not hit that, your loving is drugs to me

(When you gon' come to me, yeah)

And every time you hit my phone, when you say you need company, oh

I'ma run up on you

I'ma run up on you

I'ma run up on you

I'ma run up on you

I'ma run up on you

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Yo, major keys, I'm the boss

Don't Griselda go off?

Left from the loft and went to Bergdorf

Most of these dudes is really quite soft

45 special, this is my cloth

'Bout to drop an album, this is my fourth

I don't put sugar in my spaghetti sauce

Drop a freestyle and get these hoes parched

Fire burn the obea man church

Pretty girls when my girls get right

'Cause it's another day, let your light shine bright

Ain't none of them in your lane

True mi have di game pon lock, dem wah code

Just link with some hot gyal, out ah road

True, me have the waist small, pretty, bus whine

Rolex nah deh pon uno dutty gyal time?

Yo, yo, I told 'em pull up on me faster than Danica

That's on the low, I'm trying to blow him like harmonicas

He call me queen, he know Nicki is the moniker

He want a mix between Hillary and Monica

I switch it up, I switch it up, uh

Rip the beat then I, I stitch it up

Travel, then I bounce, I ball, Sinead, Sir

Barbie, a link up Major Lazer

I'ma run up on you

I'ma run up on you

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