You Might not want to jog on this one
You can not wait for the summer
You already hot, I'm already hot
No sweat, no under armor
Louboutin spice, all your good nights
Holla back, if you need a sponsor
Yeah I, Is not That Mr. Alright
Come around, with a few more commas
Come here girl, do what I gotta talk rose petals
See me with lil 'mama, kinda make you jealous
Yeah be a fee, gotta say you special
Beat it like a drummer girl, you better be careful
Comprende, what's a bit late
Like I'll be jet lagged Fredrick
Calling on you this moment, this instant
What I do is just basic instinct
You see me all over her, you want me all over you (you, you, you, you)
Soon as I get rid of her, tell me what you wanna do (do, do, do, do, do)
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna get you alone so we can do something wrong
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna
Head start, she got That Shorty
On your marks, get started til the shots
Can you level Bacardi on the rocks
Relay comes the after-party
Pass the bottles, level up get naughty
Full speed, hurry up put your body
Ferrari horse Trackmatic
Need a freak, of course I'm sorry
You Is not get the memo, They made em get low
See the finish the line, look a lot like limbo
Yeah we we going in, no night like tempo
There's another bad chick Make light most simple
Mr. Brenda, no beginner, first place, tryna make you winner
Yeah baby, my Brenda, I'll be waiting in the spot descender
You see me all over her, you want me all over you (you, you, you, you)
Soon as I get rid of her, tell me what you wanna do (do, do, do, do, do)
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna get you alone so we can do something wrong
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna
[RedFoo]
Yo, we in the spot, the club is hot
And if you wanna rock the party, say hell yeah (hell yeah!)
Non stop, the bottles popped,
And if you want another short, say hell yeah (hell yeah!)
Yo, I'm gonna run to you so you can have a little bit of fun with the Foo
I know what you wanna do, when I wiggle wiggle wiggle in my Underoos
Got you wet, dripping like Soco
Should've Never let you bounce on my pogo
Now you wanna be my Yoko Ono
So you roll stop acting like you do not know
I'm running through these Hoes like Drano
But I keep it low pro, cause she's my hoe game
I got your tickets, they're on Fandango
Back room, no fro, I'll be eating a mango!
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna get you alone so we can do something wrong
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna
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