Lil Debbie - Run It lyrics

[Intro: Lil Debbie] All right Who's that creeping through the window Oh oooh There she goes There she goes There she goes Got the Kush clouds blowing through the Benz Oh oooh Let´em know Let´em know Let´em know [Verse 1: Lil Debbie] All we do is k**ing sh** Who the leader of the pack though Had ´em count it at the city Brought ´em back though Skinny frame but the stack staying fat though b**hes trying to keep us out we kicking down the backdoor Say my name Say my name Say my name hoe Now I ain't't really been the same since I came though I just do my thang I ain't't f**ing with you lame hoes Let my chain glow Getting richer by the day so Money ain't't a thang Like Jermaine b**h I got that Range yeah I got that Just went and cop that Winner call the trick Rich living Boss like we the double dose of pimpin Watch me k** her [Chorus: Lil Debbie] Think I'm playing We can run it We can run already Show you b**hes if you want it We can run it Run it b**hes thinking it's a game With the chit talk Say my name She a honey You can run it Run it [Verse 2: Lil Debbie] Feel the rumble In the drum What you need What you want Let it burn Crowd jumping Everybody with their hands up b**hes thinking they can see us Put a band up Alright Okay b**hes thinking that they f**ing with the crew No way That I'll be the day you see me falling off No day b**hes thinking it's a game All real No play Okay Imma show my a** off Like my a** out Imma f** the game up That's a cash out Got a bunch hater b**hes Tryna lash out Imma blow my tree Do my thang Until I pa** out Deuces [Chorus: Lil Debbie] Think I'm playing We can run it We can run already Show you b**hes if you want it We can run it Run it b**hes thinking it's a game With the chit talk Say my name She a honey You can run it Run it [Hook: Lil Debbie] Who's that creeping through the window Oh oooh Let´em know Let´em know Let´em know Got green four pounds of the indo Oh oooh Let me blow Let me blow Let me blow [Verse 3: Lil Debbie] Word around town Is Debbie f**ing with the cutthroats b**hes get it popping You can smell us From the blunt smoke Everything is foul Like the Kush with the Rasta's b**hes moving silencers Yeah we do it like the mobsters Debbie Corleone b**h you corny And we off that I'm the baddest b**h Ain't a question where the boss at b**hes looking for me Ask about me She a honey In the city I'm a honey If you want it We can run it hoe