You Might not want to jog on this one

You can not wait for the summer

You already hot, I'm already hot

No sweat, no under armor

Louboutin spice, all your good nights

Holla back, if you need a sponsor

Yeah I, Is not That Mr. Alright

Come around, with a few more commas

Come here girl, do what I gotta talk rose petals

See me with lil 'mama, kinda make you jealous

Yeah be a fee, gotta say you special

Beat it like a drummer girl, you better be careful

Comprende, what's a bit late

Like I'll be jet lagged Fredrick

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 (you, you, you, you)

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

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, I wanna, I wanna

Head start, she got That Shorty

On your marks, get started til the shots

Can you level Bacardi on the rocks

Relay comes the after-party

Pass the bottles, level up get naughty

Full speed, hurry up put your body

Ferrari horse Trackmatic

Need a freak, of course I'm sorry

You Is not get the memo, They made em get low

See the finish the line, look a lot like limbo

Yeah we we going 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 (you, you, you, you)

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

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, I wanna, I wanna

[RedFoo]

Yo, we in the spot, the club is hot

And if you wanna rock the party, say hell yeah (hell yeah!)

Non stop, the bottles popped,

And if you want another short, say hell yeah (hell yeah!)

Yo, I'm gonna run to you so you can have a little bit of fun with the Foo

I know what you wanna do, when I wiggle wiggle wiggle in my Underoos

Got you wet, dripping like Soco

Should've Never let you bounce on my pogo

Now you wanna be my Yoko Ono

So you roll stop acting like you do not know

I'm running through these Hoes like Drano

But I keep it low pro, cause she's my hoe game

I got your tickets, they're on Fandango

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

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, I wanna, I wanna

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