Sheneneh ft. RRE Char Lyrics

Roadrunning entertainment

I feel like Mariah Carey, gotta shake it off

I wear real gold and diamonds, this ain't fake at all

Empty out a nigga pockets, bitch break it off

You could have the gun in my face, I wouldn't take it off

I thought Lil' Bro was slime, he was a snake at all

So I'm finna backdoor his ass, then I'ma play it off

You know we get it how we live, you gotta play it raw

I could give a fuck if you family, I don't play at all

Baby think I'm Superman like Dwight

I could never trust a bitch, cause last night I hit a wife

My bitch in the kitchen cleaning, we in front shooting dice

Move careful when you move it, like you handling a knife

And you can run off with the work, but you gambling your life

I can get it in the morning and have em gone by the night

Only part I like is bad bitches, money and the flights

I'm addicted to promethazine, codeine and sprite

I ain't tripping off no hoes, bro, I gotta keep it p

I been knocking down the doors, nigga, I don't need a key

White ho, I keep snow, nigga, I don't even ski

And I'm screaming free polo to that motherfucker free

I'm a dog for this shit, like a motherfucking flea

At the Mirage penthouse, top floor, big suites

I get a kick out of this shit, Jackie Chan, Jet Li

I ain't going back and forth, bitch, I just need a fee

How your nails and feet done and you ain't even got a phone

Letting that nigga do you wrong, hoe, what's really going on

Crazy bitch calling block, hoe, who really on the phone

He iced out Big Bandz, bro, put the barrel to his dome

She ain't sucking, she ain't fucking, then she know she going home

Send some p's out to Texas, bro, they know we going long

I can't let you tell on me, nigga, I'ma go alone

You got a P, but send me money, you out of pocket, bitch you wrong!

If he find out, he gon' snap, probably go across your dome

I'ma hit the block, but I ain't going back and forth like Ping Pong

This is going to be the block jumping soon as ears hear the lyrics to this song

Pretty white bitch love me like Mighty Joe Young, I'm King Kong

Baby, we gotta go, roadrunning to the bag, we heard its hundreds on the floor

And little baby shaking ass, they throwing money on the floor

Go to the bank, you pay her, she pay me, that's how it go

We been dancing, getting money to this shit since Ninety Four

Since I was a kid, nigga, I was selling bumps like I'm Lil' Fizz

And I'ma put her to the test, can you pass the quiz

Been doing this since high school like I'm Snoop and Wiz

You know if I don't get the money, I'ma no show

She a freak ass bouncing like a pogo

Foreign bitch coming to America let your soul glow

Heard his name on paperwork, that's a no-no

And I'ma call my nigga shhh, cause he for sho blow

And bitch, I can make you fabulous like Loso

Ghetto ass bitch, Sheneneh and Key Lolo

This nigga Tommy always say he got a job, but never go though

Swear to God, he got motion, lil' bro, it must be slow though

Told the net, he don't like me, when he see me, he wanted a photo

Baby, come and take a ride in the coupe, this ain't a four door

They got me switching four lanes like Jermaine think I'm so-so

I just stopped sipping cough syrup, my nigga pouring fours tho

I been trying to be non-violent, my brother taking Souls tho

I love me a cougar ass bitch, she too old though

They like, Stewy you how you hot, nigga flaming, but you cold though

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Yeah, R.R.E

Road running E.N.T, all that shit, come on

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