Run Them Bands Up lyrics
by Trina
[Intro: Yung Miami]
City Girls done took over, y'all broke ass n*ggas move over
You got the money?
[Chorus: Yung Miami]
Boy you look good, won't you run them bands up
You's a big di*k baller, won't you run them bands up
Call you big daddy if you run them bands up
Boy who is you playin' with? run them bands up
Boy you look good, won't you run them bands up
You's a big di*k baller, won't you run them bands up
Call you big daddy if you run them bands up
Boy who is you playin' with? run them bands up
[Post-Chorus: Yung Miami]
Boy you look good, won't you run them bands up
You's a big di*k baller, won't you run them bands up
You got stupid cash yeah, spend it fast yeah
Make a b*tch shake her ass yeah, for them bands yeah
[Verse 1: Yung Miami]
You's a hood rich n*gga yeah, smokin' swishers yeah
Teeth full of golds yeah, ridin 4s yeah
He wanna pay to get my hair done and my toes, yeah
Grabbin' on his di*k in front of all his bros yeah
I know they can't stand this, ol’ ratchet
Bowleg standin, fat print havin'
Slim thick pretty b*tch, real city b*tch
I'll take a b*tch man like give me this
Work him like a dog yeah, in the mall yeah
Drawers comin' off yeah, pornstar yeah
If I lick on his di*k yeah, let him stick yeah
It's gone cost a foreign whip yeah, and a trip yeah
[Chorus: Yung Miami]
Boy you look good, won't you run them bands up
You's a big di*k baller, won't you run them bands up
Call you big daddy if you run them bands up
Boy who is you playin' with? run them bands up
Boy you look good, won't you run them bands up
You's a big di*k baller, won't you run them bands up
Call you big daddy if you run them bands up
Boy who is you playin' with? run them bands up
[Post-Chorus: Yung Miami]
Boy you look good, won't you run them bands up
You's a big di*k baller, won't you run them bands up
You got stupid cash yeah, spend it fast yeah
Make a b*tch shake her ass yeah, for them bands yeah
[Verse 2: JT]
Hoes frown when I pass yeah, they mad yeah
'Cause they n*gga spendin' bags yeah, they last yeah
Want me to do a trick yeah, on the di*k yeah
But if you ain't got the money I ain't doin' sh*t yeah
Boy you f*ckin' with a real b*tch on some real sh*t
I like when a n*gga fat pockets match his di*k print
Slick mouth make his di*k hard, where your credit card?
f*ck a b*tch raw dog, n*gga hell nah
I'm a classy ass hood rat, that's a fact
Pretty face, slim waist, but my pus*y really fat
I need a big di*k dope dealer, f*ck a broke n*gga
Don't f*ck me right, eat it up and don't choke n*gga
[Chorus: Yung Miami]
Boy you look good, won't you run them bands up
You's a big di*k baller, won't you run them bands up
Call you big daddy if you run them bands up
Boy who is you playin' with? run them bands up
Boy you look good, won't you run them bands up
You's a big di*k baller, won't you run them bands up
Call you big daddy if you run them bands up
Boy who is you playin' with? run them bands up
[Post-Chorus: Yung Miami]
Boy you look good, won't you run them bands up
You's a big di*k baller, won't you run them bands up
You got stupid cash yeah, spend it fast yeah
Make a b*tch shake her ass yeah, for them bands yeah
[Verse 3: Trina]
Yeah I heard he got them racks yeah, loud packs yeah
Ace came to spend a stack yeah, on a b*tch yeah
DIB in the club yeah, big di*k yeah
Rolls Royce pull up, got me hoppin' out yeah
Want to f*ck a b*tch right yeah, all night yeah
Eat the pus*y for an hour with a strong tongue yeah
Take a b*tch to the mall yeah, spend it all yeah
Then I overlock a private airport yeah
We can hit seven countries in seven days yeah
Then back to Bay Ohama, that's your pride piece yeah
Then I might ride the di*k, let you slide it in yeah
Hell nah, I'm just playin' 'cause that ain't enough yeah
[Chorus: Yung Miami]
Boy you look good, won't you run them bands up
You's a big di*k baller, won't you run them bands up
Call you big daddy if you run them bands up
Boy who is you playin' with? run them bands up
Boy you look good, won't you run them bands up
You's a big di*k baller, won't you run them bands up
Call you big daddy if you run them bands up
Boy who is you playin' with? run them bands up
[Post-Chorus: Yung Miami]
Boy you look good, won't you run them bands up
You's a big di*k baller, won't you run them bands up
You got stupid cash yeah, spend it fast yeah
Make a b*tch shake her ass yeah, for them bands yeah
[Outro: JT]
After you spend up that guap
I'ma drop drop drop, drop it like it's hot
After you spend up that guap
I'ma drop drop drop, drop it like it's hot
Drop drop it like it's hot, drop drop it like it's hot
City Girls make 'em drop it like it's hot
Wobbilty wobblity wop, wobbilty wobblity wop
Wobbilty wobblity wop, drop it like it's hot
Wobbilty wobblity wop, wobbilty wobblity wop
Wobbilty wobblity wop, drop it like it's hot
Drop it like it's hot, drop drop it like it's hot
City Girls make 'em drop it like it's hot