Run, Run

Album: Bluebird of Happiness (2017)
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    He fall pretty hard when he get that pum, pum
    Head up in the stars make him wanna come, come
    Come flying to my love like the bullet out the gun
    Take control of my body
    Boy, come and get you some
    Yeah

    You've got me high
    And I ain't smoke a bit
    All I know, I'm rocking it (rocking it)
    Boy, you got that teasah
    You ain't finna leave her

    That loving it
    Taste just like sugar, sweetie
    Make 'em wanna run, run
    Love everything I do bring 'em to his knees, ehh
    Make the boy dumb, dumb (dumb, dumb, dumb)
    He be always asking, "when we gon meet?"
    I say, "At the house 'round one" ('round, 'round)
    That loving it
    Taste just like sugar, sweetie
    Make 'em wanna run, run

    Run, run
    Ain't no sweetah
    Run, run
    Momma know how to treat em'
    Run, run
    Make 'em cold 'cause he needs her
    Run, run
    Run, run
    Run, run
    Run, run

    I can't hang with girls they be looking at me crazy
    (looking at me crazy)
    Told 'em that my lover man need me on the daily
    (need me on the daily)
    He get all my affection and all my adoration
    I'ma leave 'em early 'cause I can't keep em waitin'

    You've got me high (so high)
    And I ain't smoke a bit
    All I know, I'm rocking it (All I know, I'm rocking it)
    Boy, you got that teasah
    You ain't finna leave her

    That loving it
    Taste just like sugar, sweetie
    Make 'em wanna run, run
    Love everything I do, bring 'em to his knees, ehh
    Make the boy dumb, dumb (dumb, dumb, dumb)
    He be always asking, "when we gon' meet?"
    I say, "At the house 'round one" ('round, 'round)
    That loving it
    Taste just like sugar, sweetie
    Make 'em wanna run, run

    Run, run
    Ain't no sweetah
    Run, run
    Momma know how to treat em'
    Run, run
    Make 'em cold 'cause he needs her
    Run, run
    Run, run
    Run, run
    Run, run

    That loving it
    Taste just like sugar, sweetie
    Run, run
    Run, run
    He be chasing after me like a honey bee, yeah
    Run, run
    Run, run
    Run, run
    Blah, blah, blah, blah
    Come on getcha life
    That's why I'ma bad bitch all around Writer/s: Makeba Riddick Woods, OPHLIN RUSSELL, Tamar Braxton, Troy Taylor, WINSTON BOWEN, Winston Delano Riley
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Royalty Network
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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