Verse 1 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
Pre-chorus 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
Chorus 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)
Verse 2 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 ..... Pre-chorus 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
Chorus 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)
Bridge 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.
Chorus 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
Chorus 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 ohTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
