โหลดเพลง mp3 Running Back (feat. Lil Wayne) - Wale

Running Back (跑回来) (Clean) - Wale/Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)
B**ches want money stacks I just want my percent

She told me to hit the hole I used to play running back

You niggas be fumbling don't you give 'em no gun again

These b**ches be flying out yeah 'cause money be coming in

Said the money be coming in the money be coming in

The money be coming in the money be coming in

See you niggas just run your mouth yeah
My niggas we run this sh*t

The money be coming in the money be coming in

Look my b**ch is on Tumblr your b**ch need a tummy tuck

Since Jesus and Nazareth the realest you've come across

I be with killers just coming home
They only hope is me and the Quran
They only wish is for a new chain
But they stuck up in the ankle bracelet

I get the money stacked see the moon's where it's sunny at

And I move where the realest be
And the quickest see baby you gettin' lapped

Yeah the DMV on the map
That's a city two states if you can count
I'm as real as I say I never lie
So whenever I go know I'm runnin' back

B**ches want money stacks I just want my percent

She told me to hit the hole I used to play running back

You niggas be fumbling don't you give 'em no gun again

These b**ches be flying out yeah 'cause money be coming in

Said the money be coming in the money be coming in

The money be coming in the money be coming in

See you niggas just run your mouth yeah
My niggas we run this sh*t

The money be coming in the money be coming in

These b**ches want money stacks

Me I want a hundred stacks

These b**ches selling their soul

Well I want my money back

She bounce it like jumping jacks but she got a funny a**

Look what them booty shots done to that

That b**ch need her money back Lord
She like the finer things she said I sent her a diamond ring
She say I buy her all kinds of things

She lie about everything
I put her on time out and everything
I cut the b**ch off like a thread of string
These hoes'll say about anything
'Cause they know that y'all believe everything
That's why I get high about every day

All of this fog like the weather change
Turn the strip club to a hurricane
We got that coc*ine snow flurry gang
And we do not play games 'bout money mane
She do something strange for money mane
Yeah I used to play running back
I turnt that football to a money bag I'm gone
B**ches want money stacks I just want my percent

She told me to hit the hole I used to play running back

You niggas be fumbling don't you give 'em no gun again

These b**ches be flying out yeah 'cause money be coming in

Said the money be coming in the money be coming in

The money be coming in the money be coming in

See you niggas just run your mouth yeah
My niggas we run this sh*t

The money be coming in the money be coming in
Balling

We balling we balling

Balling balling hey darling hey darling
Sweet darling hey darling you know we ballin'

We balling Wale f**k with me

Mula baby

Yeah Blue Moon yeah

We gon' ball all season whole season and post-season

For no reason f**k with me