Run
Jizzy Smalls
GENRE
[Intro]
If tiny ass jits don't suck my shlong
I'd probably be dead by the end of this song
Yeah, Jizzy ain't here to spit poetry
When you see me in the streets, you should (RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN)
[Chorus 1]
Run to the nigga also known as the dope man
Run to the nigga pullin' up in the white van
Run to the nigga from the west side
Run to young Jizzy, c'mon, don't hide
(Run) Just keep (Run)ning
(Run, run, run) to where the fun is
(Run)
[Verse 1]
And he's still in the cut
Fake shit, keep your damn mouth shut
Fake Brit, an Ameri-cunt
Fake tits better than the butt
She's such a slut
If she fuck good, imma buy her lunch
If she want some chocolate from yo' boy, then I'll buy her crunch fitnеss
She's my flame but she flocks to my bit'nеss
Officer, no, there ain't another witness
You can run, but it better be with quickness
So, go, go, go, you should (Run)
[Chorus 1]
Run to the nigga also known as the dope man
Run to the nigga pullin' up in the white van
Run to the nigga from the west side
Run to young Jizzy, c'mon, don't hide
(Run) Just keep (Run)ning
(Run, run, run) to where the fun is
(Run)
[Verse 2]
You might ask yourself, well, why am I running?
Let Jizzy tell you a story about my last run-in
With the cops, when they gave me an ultimatum
Because some things that I said, here, I'll quote it verbatim
"I pull my hands up to their ribs
And when they cry, I make them swallow my jizz
Nothing I like more than laying pipe
And I like it tight just before they're ripe"
Now I know how it looks, but let's be fair
No one likes fucking people with pubic hair
So before my ass is shipped to the clink
I'm looking for a twink, okay? Got it? Now RUN
[Chorus 2]
Run to the nigga also known as the dope man
Run to the nigga pullin' up in the white van
Run to the nigga from the west side
Run to young Jizzy, don't hide
(Run) Keep (run)ning
(Run, run, run) Where the fun is. (Run)
Ruuuuuuuuuun
[Verse 3]
You can't stop, so I'm keeping it going
I'll keep on running to your place, in your mind I'll be sowing
All sorts of doubts. Will I make it from this alive?
When you're without sustenance that helps you survive
You wonder, damn, what'd I do to get stuck in this sitch
Well, you should ask Janet, she's the stupid ass bitch
Who reported my ass to the FBI
So now I gotta take it further. You better comply
If you care about your life or your little girl
Yeah Jizzy goin' full villain, Za Warudo, the world
They can't put my ass in prison without a valid reason
So now you're taken, and I don't see Liam Neeson
This shit's fucked, but I don't care
When it comes to the dramatic, I've always had a flare
You think I'm Quagsire, you think I'm unaware?
Nah, I know my shit causes tons of despair
Now let's check that phone, oh, you're trying to text?
That's cute, that's cute, well it seems like the next
Step is chopping them fingers. You don't need them no more
So give me sloppy toppy, you STUPID ASS WHORE
[Outro]
Alright I think I'm gonna stop there
I'll be back to feed you at noon. Don't you run away on me
If tiny ass jits don't suck my shlong
I'd probably be dead by the end of this song
Yeah, Jizzy ain't here to spit poetry
When you see me in the streets, you should (RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN)
[Chorus 1]
Run to the nigga also known as the dope man
Run to the nigga pullin' up in the white van
Run to the nigga from the west side
Run to young Jizzy, c'mon, don't hide
(Run) Just keep (Run)ning
(Run, run, run) to where the fun is
(Run)
[Verse 1]
And he's still in the cut
Fake shit, keep your damn mouth shut
Fake Brit, an Ameri-cunt
Fake tits better than the butt
She's such a slut
If she fuck good, imma buy her lunch
If she want some chocolate from yo' boy, then I'll buy her crunch fitnеss
She's my flame but she flocks to my bit'nеss
Officer, no, there ain't another witness
You can run, but it better be with quickness
So, go, go, go, you should (Run)
[Chorus 1]
Run to the nigga also known as the dope man
Run to the nigga pullin' up in the white van
Run to the nigga from the west side
Run to young Jizzy, c'mon, don't hide
(Run) Just keep (Run)ning
(Run, run, run) to where the fun is
(Run)
[Verse 2]
You might ask yourself, well, why am I running?
Let Jizzy tell you a story about my last run-in
With the cops, when they gave me an ultimatum
Because some things that I said, here, I'll quote it verbatim
"I pull my hands up to their ribs
And when they cry, I make them swallow my jizz
Nothing I like more than laying pipe
And I like it tight just before they're ripe"
Now I know how it looks, but let's be fair
No one likes fucking people with pubic hair
So before my ass is shipped to the clink
I'm looking for a twink, okay? Got it? Now RUN
[Chorus 2]
Run to the nigga also known as the dope man
Run to the nigga pullin' up in the white van
Run to the nigga from the west side
Run to young Jizzy, don't hide
(Run) Keep (run)ning
(Run, run, run) Where the fun is. (Run)
Ruuuuuuuuuun
[Verse 3]
You can't stop, so I'm keeping it going
I'll keep on running to your place, in your mind I'll be sowing
All sorts of doubts. Will I make it from this alive?
When you're without sustenance that helps you survive
You wonder, damn, what'd I do to get stuck in this sitch
Well, you should ask Janet, she's the stupid ass bitch
Who reported my ass to the FBI
So now I gotta take it further. You better comply
If you care about your life or your little girl
Yeah Jizzy goin' full villain, Za Warudo, the world
They can't put my ass in prison without a valid reason
So now you're taken, and I don't see Liam Neeson
This shit's fucked, but I don't care
When it comes to the dramatic, I've always had a flare
You think I'm Quagsire, you think I'm unaware?
Nah, I know my shit causes tons of despair
Now let's check that phone, oh, you're trying to text?
That's cute, that's cute, well it seems like the next
Step is chopping them fingers. You don't need them no more
So give me sloppy toppy, you STUPID ASS WHORE
[Outro]
Alright I think I'm gonna stop there
I'll be back to feed you at noon. Don't you run away on me
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