You might not wanna jog
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on this one
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Get head away for the summer
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You already hot, I’m already hot
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No sweat, no under armor
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Louis this fight, or the big night
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Holla back, if you need a spazer
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Yeah, aight, the mr all right
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Come around, with a few more karmas
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Come here girl,
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do what I gotta talk rospetta
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See me with lil’ mama,
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kinda make you jealous
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Yeah be a honor,
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gotta say you special
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Beat her like a drama girl,
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you better be careful
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Comprende, what’s a bit late
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Like Fred Rick I’ll be jet lagged
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Calling on you this moment,
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this instant
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What I do is just basic instinct
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You see me all over her,
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you want me all over you
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Soon as I get rid of her,
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tell me what you wanna do
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I wanna run to you,
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I wanna, I wanna, I
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I wanna run to you,
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I wanna, I wanna, I
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I wanna get you alone
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so we can do something wrong
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I wanna run to you,
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I wanna, I wanna
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Head start, you got that shorty
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On your marks,
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til the show get started
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Can you level on the rocks Bacardi
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Relay cause they’re at the party
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Pass the bottles,
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level up get naughty
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Full speed, hurry up put your body
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Track me thick cause ferrari
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Meet a freak,
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build cause I’m sorry
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You ain’t get the memo,
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BMA get low
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See the finish the line,
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looking like like a limbo
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Yeah we going we in,
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no night like tempo
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There’s another bad chick make
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light most simple
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Mr Vrenda, no beginner,
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first place, tryna make you winner
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Yeah baby, my Brenda,
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I’ll be waiting in the spot descender
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You see me all over her,
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you want me all over you
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Soon as I get rid of her,
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tell me what you wanna do
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I wanna run to you,
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I wanna, I wanna, I
|
I wanna run to you,
|
I wanna, I wanna, I
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I wanna get you alone
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so we can do something wrong
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I wanna run to you,
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I wanna, I wanna
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Y’all
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We in the spot, the club is hot
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And if you wanna party rock,
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say hell yeah
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Nonstop, the bottle’s popped
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And if you want another short,
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say hell yeah
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’m gonna run to you so you can
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have a little bit of fun with Foo
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I know what you wanna do
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when I wiggle wiggle wiggle
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in my Underoos
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Got you wet, dripping like SoCo
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Never should’ve let you bounce
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on my pogo
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Now you wanna be my Yoko Ono
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So you roll stop acting like
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you don’t know
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Foo I’m running through
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these hoes like Drano
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But I keep it low pro,
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cause she’s my Maino
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I got your tickets,
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they’re on Fandango
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Back room, no fro, I’ll be
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eating a mango
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I wanna run to you,
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I wanna, I wanna, I
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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
|
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
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do something wrong
|
I wanna run to you,
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Run (Feat. RedFoo Of LMFAO)
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| Flo Rida |
