Betta Run (feat. Juicy J)

Ne-yo, tell me ’bout it man, let’s go

You know the type, a different star every night

Been fetching the groupie, she fall in love with the lights

Lavish things like diamonds and furs, she make you pay the price

Get it while you can, pimping is just an advice

Shawty get up on, yeah, shawty get up on this from

Ending relationships, shawty searching the flash

‘Til the stars end up coming to get ya

She bad enough to make you write

A number on the back of your girlfriend’s picture

She got a walk like she stalking prey

Them killer curves and that pretty face

And she gon’ make you do what you say

Look at them legs, swinging them hips as she come your way

You better run, run for your life

Oh you better run, run for your life

Shawty getting thrill

Shawty getting thrill from making a nigga bank, yeah

Set ’em up, turn ’em out, knock ’em down, it’s just that simple

Shawty make love like a drug, oh shawty go straight to the temple

She got a walk like she stalking prey

Them killer curves and that pretty face

And she gon’ make you do what you say

Look at them legs, swinging them hips as she come your way

You better run, run for your life

Oh you better run, run for your life

My nigga, run for your life, can’t turn no hoe to a wife

She just a gold digging bitch, do anything for some ice

For some bags or some heels she fuck whomever she gotta

She looks so good in a dress but you know what they say, the devil wears prada

Take everything you own then she be right up out the door

Then it’s on to the next, nigga dumber than you

Look mama, play with your mind, dunno why you be playing a fool

My nigga, run for your life, can’t turn no hoe to a wife

My nigga, run for your life, can’t turn no hoe to a wife

You better run, run for your life

Oh you better run, run for your life