Текст песни RUN RUN RUN - FRVRFRIDAY , Hrtbrkfever

Gotta get, get back from your love, girl
Just like a drug, girl
And I found you on your own, girl
Is it you, the one I want, girl
Anything under the sun
Girl, I get you what you want
I buy you Dior and Yves Saint Laurent
Girl, as long as you don't run

Just out of town, no place for me
Place where no one notice she
Backwoods, in the ovaries
Make sure you wouldn't get over me
And when we got to it, girl you overheat
Less for the world but the more for me
Couple little things that we oversee
But you the type to talk about it openly

You wanted problems, you got 'em
You wanted bottles and I bought 'em
In a foreign, still local
You still rock my polo
You the flyest when you poppin'
And I ain't gotta pop it
Yeah, I might go loco
Backstage, no photos

I could never say no to you
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Me likey yo love yeah
Can't, can't get enough, yah
Dust off me heart for ya
Ay-y-y-y-y-ye
I could never say no to you
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
You got that bulletproof body, yeah
I pull out .40 they try you, yeah
Don't you run from me, baby
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
I love to see you go
But I hate to watch you leave
Look what you done to me
Look what you done to me

You wanted problems, you got 'em
You wanted bottles and I bought 'em
In a foreign, still local
You still rock my polo
You the flyest when you poppin'
And I ain't gotta pop it
Yeah, I might go loco
Backstage, no photos

Baby run from your love
Run, run, run, run
Got me runnin' for your love
Running from your love
Runnin', runnin', runnin', yeah
Why would you run?
Runnin', runnin', runnin', yeah
Where would you run?
Runnin', runnin', runnin', yeah

Just out of town, no place for me
Place where no one notice she
Backwoods, in the ovaries
Make sure you wouldn't get over me
And when we got to it, girl you overheat
Less for the world but the more for me
Couple little things that we oversee
But you the type to talk about it openly

You wanted problems, you got 'em
You wanted bottles and I bought 'em
In a foreign, still local
You still rock my polo
You the flyest when you poppin'
And I ain't gotta pop it
Yeah, I might go loco
Backstage, no photos