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Lupe Fiasco – Run Game lyrics
[Intro:]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
F and F (yeah)
Lupe (yeah)
I'm just sayin', I'm just sayin' (you know how we do)
You know how we do (just playin')
Uh huh
This is what I like (just a little bit)
[Verse 1:]
I ain't came to do much
Untuck my chain and spend a few bucks
Dap a new dame and keep the jewels up
Maintain a 'do and bring the shoes up
I'm just tryna keep yo new love
You know how Lu' does
You move like I move [ga?]
Man, she's so foxy cute
Can't wait to Versace suit her
So in approximately 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
What up hon? What your know about your future?
What you know about a superstar
Like I R, your man's VIP
Let me pour you a little more champ-e-i-nee (champagne)
Just from yellow bottles, I'm anti- [IC?]
I'm just itchin' to hand your car key
Ever driven a drop, not, well, give it a shot
[Chorus:]
I just came to run game
Flash my watch and show off my chain
Let her know it's my range
I'm just playin', I'm just sayin'
Look, so this what we do
You, me, and her go back to my room
To chop game, pop a bottle or two
I'm just playin', I'm just sayin'
[Verse 2:]
Playboy's back in your ear
Fresh from Bloomingdale's with a bag full of gear
Yes to [?] here, sex to sleep here
Nah, understand, I'm just blessed to be here, yeah
Happy to be in the same section
Now take my wallet like you're Jane Jetson
And you and your best friend go get dressed
In the finest designers you can find
Rendevous at the Westin
So I can do a little more flexin'
Count my money in front of ya
Let you wear my chain
Act funny in front for ya
Let you tell me it's the time of the month for ya
Both y'all?, Okay
I can wait
It's cool
Y'all wanna go to the pool
Well, here's bikini money
More bank for some shoes
[Chorus:]
I just came to run game
Flash my watch and show off my chain
Let her know it's my range
I'm just playin', I'm just sayin'
Look, so this what we do
You, me, and her go back to my room
To chop game, pop a bottle or two
I'm just playin', I'm just sayin'
[Verse 3:]
The reality is I know exactly what my salary is
And I can't afford to play myself
Rather play myself, trick off, and pay myself
Before I break myself to make her take off belt (nah)
We can go shopping (yeah)
Or we can roll around in the drop, boo (yeah)
You can hold it down from the top, boo (yeah)
So please understand that my buck stops here
I don't need you
Why should I succumb to the power of the P U
Frontin' to intrigue you
Something for your peoples
I seen it coming like previews
So I started dumbing to deceive you
And make you fall for the okey-doke
Ooh, I must admit this was mostly hoax
I mean, I stopped pushing ranges when I was 17
Now it's about Porsches, forest green
[Chorus:]
I just came to run game
Flash my watch and show off my chain
Let her know it's my range
I'm just playin', I'm just sayin'
Look, so this what we do
You, me, and her go back to my room
To chop game, pop a bottle or two
I'm just playin', I'm just sayin'
(That ain't me)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
F and F (yeah)
Lupe (yeah)
I'm just sayin', I'm just sayin' (you know how we do)
You know how we do (just playin')
Uh huh
This is what I like (just a little bit)
[Verse 1:]
I ain't came to do much
Untuck my chain and spend a few bucks
Dap a new dame and keep the jewels up
Maintain a 'do and bring the shoes up
I'm just tryna keep yo new love
You know how Lu' does
You move like I move [ga?]
Man, she's so foxy cute
Can't wait to Versace suit her
So in approximately 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
What up hon? What your know about your future?
What you know about a superstar
Like I R, your man's VIP
Let me pour you a little more champ-e-i-nee (champagne)
Just from yellow bottles, I'm anti- [IC?]
I'm just itchin' to hand your car key
Ever driven a drop, not, well, give it a shot
[Chorus:]
I just came to run game
Flash my watch and show off my chain
Let her know it's my range
I'm just playin', I'm just sayin'
Look, so this what we do
You, me, and her go back to my room
To chop game, pop a bottle or two
I'm just playin', I'm just sayin'
[Verse 2:]
Playboy's back in your ear
Fresh from Bloomingdale's with a bag full of gear
Yes to [?] here, sex to sleep here
Nah, understand, I'm just blessed to be here, yeah
Happy to be in the same section
Now take my wallet like you're Jane Jetson
And you and your best friend go get dressed
In the finest designers you can find
Rendevous at the Westin
So I can do a little more flexin'
Count my money in front of ya
Let you wear my chain
Act funny in front for ya
Let you tell me it's the time of the month for ya
Both y'all?, Okay
I can wait
It's cool
Y'all wanna go to the pool
Well, here's bikini money
More bank for some shoes
[Chorus:]
I just came to run game
Flash my watch and show off my chain
Let her know it's my range
I'm just playin', I'm just sayin'
Look, so this what we do
You, me, and her go back to my room
To chop game, pop a bottle or two
I'm just playin', I'm just sayin'
[Verse 3:]
The reality is I know exactly what my salary is
And I can't afford to play myself
Rather play myself, trick off, and pay myself
Before I break myself to make her take off belt (nah)
We can go shopping (yeah)
Or we can roll around in the drop, boo (yeah)
You can hold it down from the top, boo (yeah)
So please understand that my buck stops here
I don't need you
Why should I succumb to the power of the P U
Frontin' to intrigue you
Something for your peoples
I seen it coming like previews
So I started dumbing to deceive you
And make you fall for the okey-doke
Ooh, I must admit this was mostly hoax
I mean, I stopped pushing ranges when I was 17
Now it's about Porsches, forest green
[Chorus:]
I just came to run game
Flash my watch and show off my chain
Let her know it's my range
I'm just playin', I'm just sayin'
Look, so this what we do
You, me, and her go back to my room
To chop game, pop a bottle or two
I'm just playin', I'm just sayin'
(That ain't me)
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