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Runnin' Thru the 7th With My Woadies
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What Are The Lyrics For Runnin' Thru the 7th With My Woadies By Pouya?
When you come home
I'll stop this When you come home I'll stop this View from a balcony, pool lit up blue Lawn chairs next to the ice chest Stuffed two grams in the blunt that we just blew Now I'm getting blown by a bitch Who? I don't know her name Gold chain hangin', got a few in the room But I don't wear them out, only wear them in the house 'Cause I shine so bright, I don't wanna blind you Who knew Yung $now wouldn't melt in the summer? It's true Cold as a polar bear, chilling with Stunna and $lick I'm surrounded by tulips Got me 'bout two clips Got me 'bout two scripts filled up with Oxy Smoke hovers all around my fucking body I murdered this bitch named Oddy, yeah, I shot him $lick got the shovels, and we digging all night Pouya in the Caddy Told him, "shine the light bright," 'cause I'm digging in darkness What was a good day has turned into the usual Back in all black like a funeral When you come home I'll stop this When you come home I'll stop this Runnin' from the cops through the motherfucking 7th Six bodies dropped, and nobody went to heaven Block stay hot when I'm creeping with the weapon Gotta keep the pills in me all because of my depression City of the crescent, riding with a Smith & Wesson Got a motherfucker guessing when I hit 'em with the blessing Two shots to the dome, six shots in the chrome All shot through your home, now that's a crime zone $-U-I-C-I-D-E $carecrow creepin' with Uzi Lucifer, please come save me, throw crucifixes at my feet Walking through the depths of hell Watching as the oceans swell Grey*59 that's Los Cartel Nothing but death in every cell When you come home I'll stop this When you come home I'll stop this Yuh, she too deep in the flask Drinking and thinking gonna lead to a bad decision Déjà vu, I've been through it with you Multiple times on many occasions Contemplating vacating without you, I doubt you the one I could be wrong, I could be sprung, I could be dumb I could be dumbfounded, well-rounded Plus the head game therapeutic She knew that she blew it like Nintendo, you heard me Some of y'all better curve me, my dick game army strong My only hope is my song go on for long This life ain't promised whether you accomplished What you think about inside of your apartment You working for nothing you worthless, bitch Yuh When you come home I'll stop this When you come home I'll stop this When you come home I'll stop this When you come home I'll stop this |
Who Wrote Runnin' Thru the 7th With My Woadies By Pouya?
Scott Arceneaux Jr, Aristos Petrou, Kevin Pouya
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What's The Duration Of The Runnin' Thru the 7th With My Woadies By Pouya?The duration of Runnin' Thru the 7th With My Woadies is 3:26 minutes and seconds. |
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