Run to You (feat. Chance the Rapper & VIC MENSA)

Yeah, whole lot Baby girl, it's a whole lot Yeah, yeah She hit my number, call my phone Text me, when I'm coming home? I miss you too, my baby, I go see you in a minute I dey come to you And baby, baby, I dey run to you now, and I'm- She hit my number, call my phone Text me, when I'm coming home? I know you miss me, girl, I miss you too See me, I dey run to you Baby girl, see, I dey come to you now Tonight we're going nasty Girl, we're going crazy Do it on the bed and the couch, on the balcony You know I ain't playing I miss your body crazy Sat behind my desk, but all I think about is you girl Mmm- When I dey work, e no dey work (never) 'Cause I dey think about you girl (nakai) Stuck on my mind, it's only her Yeah-yi, yeah Listen, wanna hear you scream my name I wanna hear you plead Then, tell me boy, take it easy But I no decline And I ain't tryna cause no pain I wanna give you pleasure Pleasure over pleasure In any kind of weather Baby girl, you know say I got ya 'Til the end Baby, ride or die for ya I go blast you from the morning to the evening From the weekday to the weekend Oh, no, she hit my number, call my phone Text me, when I'm coming home? I miss you too, my baby, I go see you in a minute I dey run to you (run to you) Baby girl, see, I dey come to you now (I dey come to you now) She hit my number, call my phone Ask me, when I'm coming home? I know you miss me Girl, I miss you too See me, I dey run to you (run to you) Oh, baby girl, see, I dey come to you now (I dey come to you now) Come to me on the storm And I'll be your shelter When the world's ending, pending, helter-skelter Engine on E I'll be your rock, Gibraltar I need you like Nigeria needs Hausa Written in Swahili on the tomb of Nefertiti Kunta, Chakaliya Baggy jeans like Aaliyah I dress you in Chloe, they follow you, no Phoebe Paparazzi catch us stepping out like Ri-Ri Lay your body sweetly On a beach of white sand All I need is one mic' And you, my mic' stand I'm your knight in shining armor Not a one-night stand I'm talking about forever That's why I wrote you this letter I wrote you a letter, but the note got wet Not soaked but the strokes got slept And the message got stuck at the post office It wasn't nothing I ain't told y'all yet Hol' on, let me catch my breath I've been chasing you for a million, light years This message is brilliant This not just the 16, it's a catillion This not just a note, baby, this is a trillion It's only three words, a few birds You know, I doodle My heart's an arts and crafts I make a song outta noodles I try to use some bigger words I learn them off of Google It sounded like the truth But it just wasn't as truthful Okay, without further ado, the perfect and true Message, I've rehearsed and carried for you From scribe to button Instinct wrote in red ink Three words, all caps I'm coming back I no ever wanna lose you to somebody else That go make I overheat o (make I overheat o) Girl, you go make I insane, oh yeah-yeah Say, I no never wanna lose you to somebody else Aye, aye That go make I overheat o (make I overheat o) Girl, you don go make I insane o, oh, ooh She hit my number, text my phone Ask me, when I'm coming home? I miss you too, my baby, I go see you in a minute I dey run to you (I dey run to you) And baby girl, see, I dey come to you Ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh (baby, I dey run to you) Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh