[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 Underarmor
Louboutin Spikes or your big Nikes
Holla back if you need a sponsor
Yeah, aight, the Mr. Alright
Come around with a few more commas
Come here, girl, do what I gotta talk rospetta
See me with lil' mama, kinda make you jealous
Yeah, be an honor, gotta say you special
Beat her like a drummer, 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 instincts
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
[Audra Mae:]
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, uh, uh
[Flo Rida:]
Head start, you got that, shorty
On your marks 'til the shots get started
Can you love it on the rocks Bacardi?
Relay 'cause the after-party
Pass the bottles like batons, get naughty
Full speed, hurry up, put your body
Track me thick cause Ferrari
Meet a freak, of course I'm sorry
You ain't get the memo, been made 'em get low
See the finish line, lookin' like, like limbo
Yeah, we goin' in all night like tempo
There's another bad chick make like most simple
Miss Brenda, no beginner
First place, tryna make you winner
Yeah, baby, my Brenda
I'll be waitin' 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
[Audra Mae:]
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, uh, uh
[Redfoo:]
Yo
We in the spot, the club is hot
And if you wanna party rock
Say, hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Nonstop, the bottle's popped
And if you want another shot
Say, hell yeah (Hell yeah)
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
Slow your roll, stop actin' like you don't know
Foo, I'm runnin' through these hoes like Drano
But I keep it low pro 'cause she's my Maino (Ooh)
I got your tickets, they're on Fandango
Back row, no 'fro, I'll be eating a mango
[Audra Mae:]
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, uh, uh
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 (Wanna run to you)
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