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Run (feat. RedFoo) [Bonus Track] - High Quality
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flo Rida
Flo Rida
Lead Vocals
Audra Mae
Audra Mae
Vocals
Redfoo
Redfoo
Vocals
Bryan Adams
Bryan Adams
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamahl Listenbee
Jamahl Listenbee
Songwriter
Jim Vallance
Jim Vallance
Songwriter
Jonita Daniels
Jonita Daniels
Songwriter
Juletha Daniels
Juletha Daniels
Songwriter
Ahmad Lewis
Ahmad Lewis
Songwriter
Bryan Adams
Bryan Adams
Songwriter
Tramar Dillard
Tramar Dillard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
GoonRock
GoonRock
Producer
Juan P Negrete
Juan P Negrete
Recording Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Robert Orton
Robert Orton
Mixing Engineer

Songtexte

You might not wanna jog on this one You cannot wait for the summer You already hot, I'm already hot No sweat, no Under Armor Louboutin spice, all your good nights Holla back, if you need a sponsor Yeah I, ain't that Mr. Alright Come around, with a few more commas Come here girl, do what I gotta talk rose petals See me with lil' mama, kinda make you jealous Yeah be a honor, gotta say you special Beat it like a drummer girl, you better be careful Comprende, what's a bit late Like Fredrick I'll be jet lagged Calling on you this moment, this instant What I do is just basic instinct You see me all over her, you want me all over you (you, you, you, you) Soon as I get rid of her, tell me what you wanna do (do, do, do, do, do) 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 I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna Head start, she got that shorty On your marks, til the shots get started Can you level on the rocks Bacardi Relay comes the after-party Pass the bottles, level up get naughty Full speed, hurry up put your body Trackmatic horse Ferrari Need a freak, of course I'm sorry You ain't get the memo, they made em get low See the finish the line, look a lot like limbo Yeah we going we in, no night like tempo There's another bad chick make light most simple Mr Brenda, no beginner, first place, tryna make you winner Yeah baby, my Brenda, I'll be waiting in the spot descender You see me all over her, you want me all over you (you, you, you, you) Soon as I get rid of her, tell me what you wanna do (do, do, do, do, do) 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 I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna Yo, we in the spot, the club is hot And if you wanna party rock, say hell yeah (hell yeah!) Non stop, the bottles popped And if you want another shot, say hell yeah (hell yeah!) Yo, I'm gonna run to you so you can have a little bit of fun with Foo I know what you wanna do, when I wiggle wiggle wiggle in my Underoos Got you wet, dripping like SoCo Never should've let you bounce on my pogo Now you wanna be my Yoko Ono So you roll stop acting like you don't know Fool, I'm running through these hoes like Drano But I keep it low pro, 'cause she's my main hoe I got your tickets, they're on Fandango Back 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 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 do something wrong I wanna run to you, I wanna, I wanna
Writer(s): Bryan Adams, James Douglas Vallance, Ahmad A. Lewis, Stefan Kendal Gordy, Tramar Dillard, David Jamahl Listenbee, Juletha Lachele Daniels, Jonita Lafaye Daniels Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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