[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
Double R
Right Now
We ain't playin' with y'all
We ain't playin' with y'all
Stop playin' Drag
[Verse 1: Drag-On]
Ayo, I spit these bars to make your head shake
Fuck bitches 'til the bed break
Let's see how much lead you can take
Never let a nigga pay for what I give away
We can all share
Clip to my waist it's all spare
So run, dammit, run
When I bust my gun I miss none
Put y'all in critical condition
I'm the talk of the town when it comes to fuckin' bitches
Or layin' niggas down
Drag bust the most rounds
While y'all niggas dibble and dabble
The shit I pull up with, it'll feel like it grabs you
We ain't fuckin', I had you
Shit, I know Drag'll be glad to, if I had to
Soon as she in the bathroom, I'm in her ass, too
Got a six shot shooter that'll pop thru ya
Glock, Ruger, in case I call my block movers
State troopers on my ass
Shit, let me see them touch one-sixty on the dash
My Z look pretty when it's fast
I bet fifty I'ma juice the city before I pass
And if you wanna catch fire, better step on the gas
The opposite of H2O
Wanna be a hero when the fires on
Y'all won't even save ya moms
Even if she was screamin' at the top of her lungs
Niggas either burn to the bone or leave the shit alone
In case of a fire never take the elevator
Walk two flights, hold ya breath, and take the steps (Uhh)
[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
Do my ladies run this uhh-huh
Yes, they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
Do my ballers run this uhh-huh
Yes, they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
Do my mamis run this uhh-huh
Yes, they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
Do my dogs run this uhh-huh
Yes, they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
[Verse 2: Drag-On]
Ayo, I only fuck bitches that's flexible
Ankle touch neck sex, incredible
When Drag about to spark cats
Ain't no bargin' with that
When my gun spit it say "Where The Target At?"
'Cause I'm fire, so I speaks with heat
So let me walk that walk
'Cause like a teacher, I'ma talk with chalk
That'll outline y'all like a fresh pair of Nikes
Stay with those
Even if I'm bare toed you see the stripe
I leave blood stains on sponges
Cum stains on comforters
I leave rooms foggy 'til where y'all can't find me
Keep a bad Mami, twistin' up the green scent
Like tangerine, face out of a magazine
Like ebony
On the block I pump the Ivory
Never pay for show
I only fuck wit those that never ate before
That means no food, no cars, and just skip bail
The only thing on they plate is no more than fish scale
The blow you only know about is the air outside
I have nightmares, before I sleep I pray y'all fry
For a pie I lay out guys
'Cause what I keeps layin' on my dresser
Keeps layin' niggas on top of stretchers
Lightweight, but I give off pressure in all measures
Never chase treasures, flame niggas for pleasure
Wear yo' vest, bullets go thru Tef'
Got better, double R, two letter, nigga
[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
Do my ladies run this uhh-huh
Yes, they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
Do my ballers run this uhh-huh
Yes, they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
Do my mamis run this uhh-huh
Yes, they do run this mutha-uhh-huh
Do my dogs run this uhh-huh
Yes, they do run this mutha-uhh-huh