You might not wanna jog on this one
You already hot, I’m already hot
Louis this fight, or the big night
Yeah, aight, the mr all right
See me with lil’ mama, kinda make you jealous
Beat her like a drama girl, you better be careful
Like Fred Rick I’ll be jet lagged
What I do is just basic instinctYou see me all over her, you want me all over you
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna get you alone so we can do something wrong
On your marks, til the show get started
You ain’t get the memo, BMA get low
Yeah we going we in, no night like tempo
Mr Vrenda, no beginner, first place, tryna make you winner
I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna, I
I wanna get you alone so we can do something wrong
We in the spot, the club is hot
Nonstop, the bottle’s poppedAnd if you want another short, say hell yeah
I know what you wanna do when I wiggle wiggle wiggle in my Underoos
Never should’ve let you bounce on my pogo
Foo! I’m running through these hoes like Drano
I got your tickets, they’re on FandangoBack 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.
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