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Pre-Chorus: Doja Cat
Got a lot of things to be happy 'bout (Got a lot)
Run my check up while they run they mouth (While they runnin', yeah)
Got you cussin' on a Sunday now (Good lord)
Run my check up while they run they mouth (While they runnin', yeah)
Chorus: Doja Cat
(Run it up, run it up)
Shutcho, shutcho goofy ass up (Shut up, bitch)
(Run it up, run it up)
Shutcho, shut, shutcho dumb ass up (Quiet now)
(Run it up, run it up)
Shutcho, yeah, yeah, shutcho goofy ass up (Shut up, bitch)
(Run it up, run it up)
Shutcho, yeah, shutcho dumb ass up
Verse 1: Doja Cat
Somethin' different about you
Love it when he hit and smack too
Baby, let me lick on your tattoos
That's true that I like PDA, take it to a seedy place
Suck a little dick in the bathroom
"Who that man with the big strong hands
On her ass in the club with the paps?" Baby, that's you
Front-seat chillin' with the window down
I be ten toes down on the dash, gettin' fast food
Hope you can handle the heat, put your name in the streets
Get used to my fans lookin' at you
Fuck what they heard, I don't fuck with them birds
I'm a mean kitty, don't get stabbed with the rat tooth
Boys be mad that I don't fuck incels
Girls hate too, gun to their pigtail
I love you, I wanna big chill
Boy, don't trip, I'll split a big bill
Take you 'round the world, they don't have to understand
Rub it in their face, put a rock on her hand
Pre-Chorus: Doja Cat
Got a lot of things to be happy 'bout (Got a lot)
Run my check up while they run they mouth (While they runnin', yeah)
Got you cussin' on a Sunday now (Good lord)
Run my check up while they run they mouth (While they runnin', yeah)
Chorus: Doja Cat
(Run it up, run it up)
Shutcho, shutcho goofy ass up (Shut up, bitch)
(Run it up, run it up)
Shutcho, shut, shutcho dumb ass up (Quiet now)
(Run it up, run it up)
Shutcho, yeah, yeah, shutcho goofy ass up (Shut up, bitch)
(Run it up, run it up)
Shutcho, yeah, shutcho dumb ass up
Verse 2: Doja Cat
'Cause love is pain, but I need this shit
We fuck too good when the bean kicks in
Like Fortnite, I'ma need your skin (Yeah)
Don't give a fuck where the penis been
Boy, you're the one, you're the only man
Me and you on my OnlyFans
Holy cow, you're the Holy Trin'
Hold me down when a hole need dick
Be my security, it's your therapy
With you, I ain't holding shit back
When I need my space, you give that
When he broke my heart, you fixed that
With a long walk on the beach
Love it when they honk-honk on the street
When they see us zoom by in the Jeep (Yeah)
We a whole damn joint, we a energy
Baby, we could just ride on our enemies
They all wanna know how you get to me
Let 'em feel how they feel and be Philistines
'Cause this type of love's the epitome, said
Pre-Chorus: Doja Cat
Got a lot of things to be happy 'bout (Got a lot)
Run my check up while they run they mouth (While they runnin', yeah)
Got you cussin' on a Sunday now (Good lord)
Run my check up while they run they mouth (While they runnin', yeah)
Chorus: Doja Cat
(Run it up, run it up)
Shutcho, shutcho goofy ass up (Shut up, bitch)
(Run it up, run it up)
Shutcho, shut, shutcho dumb ass up (Quiet now)
(Run it up, run it up)
Shutcho, yeah, yeah, shutcho goofy ass up (Shut up, bitch)
(Run it up, run it up)
Shutcho, yeah, shutcho dumb ass up
Bridge: Doja Cat
Hold my hand
You can hit while they watch, boy
Outro: Doja Cat
Hold my hand
You can hit while they watch, boy
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