Lil' Wayne - Run This Town lyrics

rate me

Yeah... Millzi I see you...

T told me do this shit

So I'm a do this shit...

NO CEILINGS!

YEAH!

HAHA!

HEHE!

I'm a run this down tonight...

Alrite nah... uh

Nigga we are

So ready for The War

C.A.R.T.E.R.

Put the beat in E.R.

I'm colder than B.R.

Add another 3 r's

Watch me like DVD, VCR

Pump to ya chest, I ain't talking CPR

Riding this track, like a motherfuckin' street car

New Orleans coroner

His name is Frank Minor

Fuck with me wrong, you'll be waking up in his yard

Man I go crazy on the beat, I go nimrod

Man I act a ass, treat the beat like a hemorrhoid

Man I go to work on a beat call it employ

Man I kicks it bitch getcha shin gaurd

Uh... Young Money run this

Towns, Countries

I still eat rappers...

Mmm, scrumptious

My goons tote thumpers

They pump em like krumpers

Anybody beat, I'm guna go Archie Bunkers

Tunche be the wildest

Let's run the metropolis

I Pop like Lolli's

You drop like eye lids

The money keep calling I hear the shit dialing

And they say money talks you can hear my shit hollin'

You softer then nylan... opps I meant nylon

Perfection is the goal and I'm headed to the pylon

Crown fit me good, I ain't even gotta try on

Pistol mean business, that bitch should have a tie on

T done told me do the shit...

So I had to do the shit

I get super hero money, call a nigga super rich

Keep it super for awhile let me get on my super shit

Super I'll, Super sick

Dawg I go super Vick

Ran into a super woman, turned her to a super bitch

Hit her with that super dick, she be cumming super quick

Super Millz, Mack, Tyga, Streetz, Nelli, Super Nick

Super Drizzy, Gudda, Chuckee, Twist, that's the super clique

Now I'm off that super shit,

Fuck that shit, I super quit

Running circles round the game, like a hula hoop and shit

You gone have to loop this shit

There won't be a duplicate

And my blunts be super thick

I'm higher then a super kick

I'm the bomb baby, watch me nuke this shit

When I leave the booth, they gotta scoop this shit

My apologies, diabolically

I'm the prodigy, do you rodger me

I look in the flames, and see a hotter me

But how come I'm still colder then condomly

Yeah we run this town like a lot of feet

Yung mula baby, I'm proud of me