Nightcore - Run to you | Текст песни

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You might not want to jog on this one
Get hit on wait for the summer
You already hot, I'm already hot
No sweat no under armor
Louboutin spikes, or your good Nikes
Hollaback if you need a sponsor
Yeah he Aight the Mr. Alright
Come around with a few more comers
Come on girl you ain't got to talk rose petals
See me with lil mama can I make you jealous
Yea it'd be an honor I got to say you special
Beat it like a drummer girl you better be careful
Comprende? what's a bentley?
Like Fredric I'll be gently
Callin' 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
Soon as I get rid of her tell me what you gonna do

I wanna run to you
I wanna , I wanna ah
I wanna run to you
I wanna , I wanna ah
I wanna get you alone so we can do something wrong
I wanna run to you oh oh
(run, run, run, run)

Head start you got that shorty?
On your marks til the shots get started
Can you love it on the rocks Bacardi?
Relay catch an after party
Got the bottles and batons get naughty
Full speed hurry up with your body
Track meet the course Ferrari
Need a freak, of course I'm sorry
You ain't get the memo
Been made em get low
See the finish line look a lot like limbo
Ya we goin in all night like dimples
Does another bad chick make life more simple
Ms. Brenna, no beginner, first place tryin' to make you winner
Ya baby, my Brenda, I'll be waitin in the spot .....

You see me all over her, You want me all over you
Soon as I get rid of her tell me what you gonna do

I wanna run to you
I wanna , I wanna ah
I wanna run to you
I wanna , I wanna ah
I wanna get you alone so we can do something wrong
I wanna run to you oh oh
(run, run, run, run)

Yo, we in the spot, the club is hot
And if you want to party rock say hell yeah (hell yeah)
Non-stop the bottles pop
And if you want another shot say hell yeah (hell yeah)
Yo, I'm gonna run to you
so you could have a little bit of fun with Foo
I know what you wanna do
When I wiggle wiggle wiggle in my underroos
Got you wet, pimpin like Soul Glo
Never should have let you bounce on my pogo
Now you wanna be my Yoko Ono
Slow your roll stop acting like you don't know
I'm running through these holes like draino
but I keep it low pro cuz she's my main ho
I got your tickets there on fandango
Back row , no fro I'll be eating a mango.

I wanna run to you
I wanna , I wanna ah
I wanna run to you
I wanna , I wanna ah
I wanna get you alone so we can do something wrong
I wanna run to you oh oh

I wanna run to you
I wanna , I wanna ah
I wanna run to you
I wanna , I wanna ah
I wanna get you alone so we can do something wrong
I wanna run to you oh oh

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