Run Away feat. Bryson Tiller

歌詞

Oh-oh Yeah, yeah Ooh, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, baby Yeah Say oh-oh, if you wanna be mine Where you belong is all alone with me, I Know you don't miss him, so I won't remind Girl, you know I don't wanna miss out in the meantime, time On the runway, cameras Flash on the runway, he ain't ready Ask you to run away He don't know you need the bag every Monday, hey, hey Watch this, yeah Got them bands in my pockets Girl, you know I'll pay for it, but watch this Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah All of the time, girl, you look fine (I'll be your man if you want love) Girl, you deserve all of the shine and I'll get behind it (You know my bands, they don't run out, no) You know I don't see you and him, no, I don't get it (I don't get it, get it, no) You know I wanna be down and you're with it (Is you with it, you with it? Uh) Girl, I get so excited when (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) You touch me, girl, can I come? (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) See you now, baby? (See you now, baby, yeah, can I see?) See you now, baby, yeah, yeah (Ooh) I know what I want Play with you, I know I love it (Yeah, yeah, ooh, ooh) So bring your ass to the front (Yeah) Shake It like that, baby, throw it Yeah, arch back like that Yeah, hair back, huh, like that Yeah, uh, get ready, I'm heatin' up I don't give a fuck how we get up Just call back, right back We can spend, then get it right back (Oh-oh, yeah, yeah) Now she just said I wanted all of that, uh So that's why I bought her that, uh I know you rock with me right now (Love you rock with me, rock with me) You know I can't stand to be here without (Please stop with the nonsense, uh-uh) All this second guessing's filling me with doubt (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh) Ain't no need for the stressin', you with me now (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, now) On the runway, cameras Flash on the runway, he ain't ready If he ask you to run away He don't know you need the bag every Monday, hey, hey Watch this, oh Got them bands in my pockets You ain't seen a hunnid bands, yeah, but watch this You ain't know I got bands for real (Oh) Baby, if I, I Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey-hey, hey-hey, hey-hey-hey Make you mine, ooh Hey-hey, hey-hey Oh, woah Hey-hey-hey, hey-hey, hey-hey Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh Chris Brown, Breezy Young Tiller, Bryson, Bryson Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Work