[Intro]
Who? Who?
Who is this person you're talking about?
Who is this person you're talking about?
You answer me now, iSHi
Who is he?
Who is he?
We can run the world, we can, we can run the world
We can run the world, we can, we can run the world
We can run the world, we can, we can run the world
Who-who-who-who-who-who is he?
Who-who-who-who-who-who is he?
Who-who-who-who-who-who is he?
[Verse 1: French Montana]
Hah, I got dreams, cash and the cream
Grind like a fiend for shit you never seen
Watch me take it over, bitches be coming over
Money, we count it over, my niggas, they never sober
I pull up in the Benz, dark tint, black gut, sippin' clip
Bent, Clark Kent, black shoes, my attitude
Fuck, for the dollar, nothin', hit the bottle
Fifth clap skater lap, all-black Raider hat
Served the customers to custom-made the Porsche
Nasir Jones, homie, the world is yours (Bow)
I'm Tony Montana with a bitch from Atlanta
At the Caesers Cabana, then I'm ghost like a phantom, hah
Dirty money hit me like a needle
Got me standin' on the streets like The Beatles
I'm a motherfuckin' coke boy
Baby, come and run the world with a dope boy
I'm a motherfuckin' coke boy
I'm a, I'm a motherfucking coke boy, coke boy, co-co-co-co-coke boy
Coke boy, I'm a, I'm a motherfucking coke boy
[Chorus]
Some people look in through the needle
This isn't where we started
They see ya runnin' through the fields
Deep inside a capsuled freedom, you know nothing at all (We run, we run)
We run (We run, we run)
We run (We run, we run)
We can run the world
[Verse 2: Wale]
(We can run the world, we can, we can run the world)
Filon, The Jammer, The Genius (Woo)
Uh, I got these funny MC's keep tryna get the lyrics (Woo)
I got 300 Don C's and I can barely fit 'em (What up dog?)
I'm like a nymphomaniac dating a schizophrenic
What I said is what I get when I'm bettin the head ridiculous
We can run the world (World), just get the handcuffs off us
Mr. Officer, don't want no problems (Don't shoot)
I don't got no Glock, no girl, why you so forceful?
It's like I'm soundin' like Floyd before another bout
How you niggas doin', take off, sittin' on mama's couch?
Bitch, I did that shit with Raekwon the youngest with the clout
I run, I get the runners endorphins by runnin' my mouth
I'm forever a poet, I was never a killer
Save your love in Baltimore, women, crips, bloods and guerrillas (What up, dope?)
Bringin' on a great figure to double my digits
Shout out to them out of shape niggas still runnin' the city, bitch
(We can run the world, we can, we can run the world)
(We can run the world, we can, we can run the world)
(We can run the world, we can, we can run the world)
[Chorus]
Some people look in through the needle
This isn't where we started
[Verse 3: Raekwon]
He mad amazin' in weather, rockin' big leathers
Catch him on the block stockin' since the red jetters
Monkey flippin', brand gamble with the chop headers
Won't take no shorts, we don't jock niggas
Fast and furious, though curious
That I'll put up [?] from your home Julius
Just bounce, drop the Uzi and fly, meet you at the Ritz
Sweet nineteen and switch up the whips, yo
Young De Niro, the black hand mafia gang land
Where niggas bang out and do the same jam
I be in Brazil stroking 'em down
And for the hell I blame you, then fly like PanAm do
Whoever said I went down?
I was configurating this money to feed my babies monthly and retire
But now I'm more larger, smarter, call me the martyr
This separatin' me from these authors
[Interlude]
What up? [?]
Ayo, [mad sneakers?] chef, they can't fuck with us
These motherfuckin' mad niggas [?], I swear
[?] gold, nigga [?]
The franchise, nigga
ISHi, what up? iSHi, what up?
The future, the world [?]
Wanna [?], what up?
You heard it from me [?], nigga
Me, that's who, the chef
[Chorus]
Some people look in through the needle
This isn't where we started
They see ya runnin' through the fields
Deep inside a capsuled freedom, you know nothing at all (We run, we run)
We run (We run, we run)
We run (We run, we run)
We can run the world
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