We Run This

My style can't be duplicated or recycled This chick is a sick individual Sick tape, volume two Believe it Ho! Ho! Let me switch up the game I drink that cognac Step back 'cause I might put it on ya I go deep, so deep 'till you sleep Count sheep, wake you up from f- all week You don't want me have to show ya How a freak b- act when I ain't sober What up? I'm tore up, sho' nuff I ain't scared to take it off (Tell a freak to take it off) Tipsy and I feel good (feel good) Black dudes got big woods Into it, I do it, I did it If you really, really want it then n- stop frontin' (stop frontin') Ayy, boy, you know I'm your type (your type) 5'2" and wear my jeans real tight My curves they swerve so superb My word is my word and I came to serve We run this (who run this?) We run this (run this) We run this, oh, oh, oh It don't matter where you from it's where you at And if you came to freak-a-leak better bring ya hats East Coast, West Coast Down South, represent your coast Yeah, we run it, and yeah we run it Y'all don't want it 'cause my coast run it Oh, we run this sh- We run this sh- (wicked) Wanna pull my hair? Break my back? For the right money might sit in your 'llac Back to back, and can't even keep track It's a fact the freaks love to get slapped Suck my toes and lead to backrub I don't come to do it, I just wanna be touched Look at how y'all makin me blush I'm enough to go around, so people don't push When I run that tush in the bush Don't my diamonds look real good And they shine so hard, that he glitters So many karats they look like critters And we can do it all night Take a flashlight to see up in my windpipe I like to keep a n- hype I wanna know can you hand me my mic? We run this (who run this?) We run this (run this) We run this, oh, oh, oh It don't matter where you from it's where you at And if you came to freak-a-leak better bring ya hats East Coast, West Coast Down South, represent your coast Yeah, we run it, and yeah we run it Y'all don't want it 'cause my coast run it Oh, we run this sh- We run this sh- Any hustlers in the party y'all (hell yeah) If you's a pimp lemme see you party hard (hell yeah) Oh, strippers take your clothes off (hell yeah) Y'all superstars, y'all don't need no bodyguards (hell yeah) N- I bo-gart, a lot of rappers fake way too hard Pull up at the club in a rental car Where them freaks at? The freaks at the bar Where the hard drinks are Don't, start You don't want beef don't take it that far with a superstar I got my foot on the clutch, see me bounce my butt Misdemeanor too much and I don't give a f- We run this (who run this?) We run this (run this) We run this, oh, oh, oh It don't matter where you from it's where you at And if you came to freak-a-leak better bring ya hats We run this (run this) We run this (run this) We run this, oh, oh, oh Represent ya coast and act like ya know Know how to act 'fore you step your two feet in the door Volume two, holla Wicked, this sh- is sick Big shoutout to Mobb Deep G-UNIT