| Run it up, run it up, baby, run it up
|
| Run it up, run it up, baby, run it up
|
| Run it up, run it up, baby
|
| Slow, slow, slow, slow, slow
|
| Run it up, run it up, baby, run it up
|
| Run it up, run it up, baby, run it up
|
| Run it up, run it up, baby
|
| Slow, slow, slow, slow, she cold
|
| Canada, Canada, baby, Canada
|
| Run it up, run it up, baby, run it up
|
| Run it up, run it up, baby, run it up
|
| Run it up, run it up, baby
|
| Slow, slow, slow, slow, slow
|
| 5 A.M., just closed, gotta sweep the lobby
|
| Made a grip, 'bouta grip the grain
|
| Gotta say it’s quite impressive how ya
|
| The morning shift and make it all syncopate
|
| Chop, chop to the gwuap
|
| Numb chuckles, karate, do you ever really get a break?
|
| Never been the type to need
|
| Help with the hands or the fighting
|
| 'Cause she knows how throw that weight
|
| Make that ass aviate
|
| Ummm, take flight
|
| Zoooom, late night
|
| Mmmmm, to this song
|
| She appeal to the masses
|
| Matching a laugh and relaxing
|
| Ashes smeared deep in the mattress
|
| Dick in you deep as a canvas
|
| Old nigga regular average
|
| Headboard banging the address
|
| Next door |