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Royce Da 59 - "Make This Run (feat. La Femme Nakita, Pharrell, Kelis)"
Lyrics to Make This Run (feat. La Femme Nakita, Pharrell, Kelis) : [Chorus x2: Pharrell] + (Kelis)] If you love my niggaz Im saying but, if you only love my niggaz We can make this run, for my niggaz And if you die, hope youll fly high (Dont worry baby, Ill make this money for you) [Verse 1: Royce Da 59"] Make me an offer I cant refuse, pistol is wild Pretty face, no mask, undeniably fit for the job Bitch wit a heart, ready to thump, money is king Wit my lap on the throne strokin a cat, runnin a scheme [Pharrell] My niggaz get high off the reefer, and quick to heat ya If ya feel ya cold-blooded, I got something to heat ya Its called a hollow tip, dum, dum, follow clip and numb some If you dont know the language, then dont speak the gun dun [La Femme Nakita] Eyes like black chips of glass, little wit an unholy light Ya chances of survival, like a roll of these dice Execution style, ski-mask, no smile Throw the ace, in the hidden safe, up under the towel [Royce Da 59"] + (La Femme Nakita) We definitely blow, stick wit me, know ya limitations Speak when spoke up, stay away from the rest of these hoes You ready to kill (No doubt) these niggaz is jerks Broke niggaz wit cheap guns, and triggers that work [Pharrell] If ya pops share my, cli-ker, carry street sweepers And hit ya more times than the worthless bitch, on ya beeper Revenge is that bitch, and she wont come lesser than So if ya hit me, Godll get me and give me breath again, bitch, get it right [Chorus x2: w/ (Pharrel ad-libs)] [Verse 2: Pharrell] Niggaz wanna see me lying hurt, wanna stain my Hawaiian shirt Cause I put it out, they supplying dirt Two German Black bitches, begging yall to try and flirt Rude and twins, and all they rock is iron skirts [La Femme Nakita] My bitches got mos of alley cats, armed wit steel bats And mos is stealing stacks, double back, and tally that When shit go down, dont expect me to run Never forget dun, two guns, is better than one [Royce Da 59"] This money is golden, low and behold, blowing holes Through what Im standing in front of you holding, niggaz know Trench coats in Detroit summers, you gotta mean nigga Wit long guns, you gon run nigga, run [Pharrell] If I die nigga, slit my back so my wings can come out And fly nigga, sky high nigga, age is my gun If I keep fuckin her, I might die wit her If you shoot me and my wings come out, then thats a fly stitcher [Royce Da 59"] Stay on ya toes, I got diamonds to watch, frukit niggaz I took it ol school, got the 5-9 in the box Dog, let me catch a nigga eyeing my watch What Im firings hot, just aim, and rely on the dot [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: Pharrell] Fifty karat link-link, mad cause ya lead kink Me and my bitch is frozen, regardless to her pink mink Freeze ya eyeballs, you dont want a part of that Cardiovascular, VVS heart attack [La Femme Nakita] Would you blast for me, put up the cash for me Out in the world dodging bullets, become a casualty For ten bricks shit, twenty-four furs, and ten whips I flip and sends shit, through bitches appen-dix [Pharrell] For my beach fifty grand, Im laughing at that advance I spent that at Dolce, on shirts, shades, and leather pants Million dollar deals, Lord Im scared my lifes changing Cupids cousin, money keeping shooting, wit nice aimin [La Femme Nakita] Its no sane, this drug game, flourished, niggaz transform And hide into courage, but they blows be malnourished Lets see who get the furbus, bag annoys ass nigga Extra, like you surplus [Royce Da 59"] + (Royce + Pharrell + La Femme Nakita) Huh, I come dirt, anyone under one-thirty, ya slapped Aint even gun worthy, fuck yo niggaz Im the king of this shit, thuggin, lets get these moneys And make niggaz dearly beloved (I love my niggaz) [Chorus x6] [ Make This Run (feat. La Femme Nakita, Pharrell, Kelis) Lyrics ]
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