Run (feat. Flo Rida)

You might not wanna jog on this one

Get head away for the summer

You already hot, I’m already hot

No sweat, no under armor

Louis this fight, or the big night

Holla back, if you need a spazer

Yeah, aight, the mr all right

Come around, with a few more karmas

Come here girl, do what I gotta talk rospetta

See me with lil' mama, kinda make you jealous

Yeah be a honor, gotta say you special

Beat her like a drama girl, you better be careful

Comprende, what's a bit late

Like fred rick I'll be jet lagged

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

Soon as I get rid of her, tell me what you wanna do

I wanna run to you

I wanna, I wanna

I wanna run to you

I wanna, I wanna

I wanna get you alone

So we can do something wrong

I wanna run to you

Head start, you got that shorty

On your marks, til the shots get started

Can you level on the rocks bacardi

Relay cause they're at the party

Pass the bottles, level up get naughty

Full speed, hurry up put your body

Track me thick cause ferrari

Meet a freak, build cause I'm sorry

You ain't get the memo, BMA get low

See the finish the line, looking like like a limbo

Yeah we going we 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

Soon as I get rid of her, tell me what you wanna do

I wanna run to you

I wanna, I wanna

I wanna run to you

I wanna, I wanna

I wanna get you alone

So we can do something wrong

I wanna run to you

We in the spot, the club is hot

And if you wanna party rock, say hell yeah

Non stop, the bottle's popped,

And if you want another shot, say hell yeah

I’m gonna run to you so you can have a little bit of fun with Foo

I know what you wanna do when I wiggle wiggle wiggle in my underoos

Got you wet, dripping like SoCo

Never should’ve let you bounce on my pogo

Now you wanna be my Yoko Ono

So you roll stop like you don't know

(Foo !)

I'm runnin' through these hoes like drano

But I keep it low pro, cause she's my main-oh

I got your tickets, they're on bandaigo

Back room, no fro, I'll be eating a mango

I wanna run to you

I wanna, I wanna

I wanna run to you

I wanna, I wanna

I wanna get you alone

So we can do something wrong

I wanna run to you