Runners lyrics

Hey, fellas. Where are the treadmills?Oh, they right there in the backOoooweee! She bad! Oh that's why I love this gym that's I love this gym!
Woo! Man forget the bench press today it is a cardio day for your boy, my goodness she bad!
Holla at yo boy!

Uh, I can't lie, I admire beauty like the next man. ( It's True)
I still remember when I used to get my check cashed
Get my hair cut, I hit the streets with my hair gassed
Lookin' out for little mommas with a fat faaasssss
That's what my auntie used to tell me
Girl in my rear view tryna tell me. (Uh oh)
Cuz she knew wasn't nothin' you could tell me
Always on a trail of another female
Well, well they say my papa was a playa
Somebody's honesty is honest in me baby
Somehow in college greek letters made me cuter
All the time online I still couldn't compute it
Uh, I pledge girls then it's on to the next girl
My next girl eventually be my ex girl
But its' funny how it all unfolds
I done finally found a woman I ain't never letting go whoa

Ooh she looking bad (Don't do it)
I wonder if she got a man (Don't do it)
I don't see no wedding band (Don't do it)
I promise you don't wanna go through it (Take it from me)
You don't want no problems (You don't want no problems)
You don't want no problems (You don't want no problems)
You don't want no problems G
Find yourself in the obituary column sheet

It ain’t nothin like a good woman
If you got you one of those be good to ‘em
Keep it one hundred, love everybody wanted but the lies and the lust keep lyin next to us
But I got past it, know I’m known to pass it
Up from a passion and I ain’t here blastin'
Born sinner just like any other man standin
Couldn’t keep the standard so God sent a stand-in
Yeah if you creepin’ when you feel desire creep in
I know another way to win that don’t involve cheatin'
Don’t involve another heart broken into pieces
When a girl call you and tell you that she saw you on Peach Street
Meet pretty [?] nice features
Had a couple drinks and have yourself a little peace and
Now you feel in like the man int he streets
Pull up to the crib see I left your pants in the streets

Ooh she looking bad (Don't do it)
I wonder if she got a man (Don't do it)
I don't see no wedding band (Don't do it)
I promise you don't wanna go through it (Take it from me)
You don't want no problems (You don't want no problems)
You don't want no problems (You don't want no problems)
You don't want no problems G
Find yourself in the obituary column sheet

Baby, why are all my clothes in the street?
Oh, you don't know why your pants is in the street?
Hah, yeah, Shiquita told me she seen you on Peachtree
Uh huh, all up in the girl's face - you gotta go!
You see, that's my cousin, that was my sister, like my friend
No, I don't wanna hear it
Shut up!
Get your stuff and go! Bye!

Ooh she looking bad (Don't do it)
I wonder if she got a man (Don't do it)
I don't see no wedding band (Don't do it)
I promise you don't wanna go through it (Take it from me)
You don't want no problems (You don't want no problems)
You don't want no problems (You don't want no problems)
You don't want no problems G
Find yourself in the obituary column sheet

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