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    Trey Songz

    Runaway

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    Добавлена 25 ноября 2010 пользователем N1

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    Ooooooh oh ooooh
    Wooooah ooh oooooo
    [Chorus]
    For a longest time, I’ve been on my shine, I’m song
    Now I’ll never let up I’ve been wanting this way too long,
    Got me sitting toe high, trying to balance out the lows
    And I think it’s time that I propose
    Let’s make a toast to the dickheads that boast
    'cause we get bread toast
    to the bad b-tches that sh-t on their ass b-tches
    Everybody think they’re Jordan so toast to the Pippins
    Nobody’s the same but we know different
    We all want this money right,
    Everybody trying to eat like it’s money pie
    I should live 100 lives I should have 100 wives
    And the honey-beds, I should tell her 100 lies
    Then I wonder why, when it’s all set and done
    Tell me what will I become,
    I wanna say that I did learn some, earn some,
    Bad memories I did burn some
    Sanitize my hands and let the germs gone
    See you n-ggers is disgusting
    Bad bitches worldwide wanna f-ck em
    You see they treat my dick like lip balm
    They know I hit hard, no concussion, come on
    [Chorus]
    For a longest time, I’ve been on my shine, I’m song
    Now I’ll never let up I’ve been wanting this way too long,
    Got me sitting toe high, trying to balance out the lows
    And I think it’s time that I propose
    Let’s make a toast to the good times
    Let’s have a toast for the cash flow
    Make a toast to a new thang
    On the arm of a bad hoe
    Make a toast to the bad day
    So we appreciate the sun rise
    You still don’t understand , stay away as far as you could
    Stay away, stay away, stay away as far as you could X 3
    Still don’t understand
    Stay away as far as you can
    Cause girl I’ve barely even know, scream loud for me
    (?)
    See I’m living life with no boundaries
    But even a sunny day got clouds you see
    I’m floating in the air, I live there
    Laid back chair, call me song (?)
    I got a big beach, you got a beach chair
    I’m the big picture and you’re just a small square
    But who am I to say I’m better man
    I just want this sh-t forever man
    Momma said there will be better days
    But when better days came
    I knew there were better thangs
    I hated me, you telling me this everything
    Now quit playing man where’s everything?
    The women are amazing, the liquors always tasteful
    The party off the chain
    But emptiness remains, tell me where’s the love that I’m missing?
    From every day kitchen,
    or a girl thats really down cause I know she’s been around
    I feel like something wrong, but everything’s right
    Hand quotes in the air read left right
    I ain’t trying to bitch I’m living the blessed life
    Would I trade it in motherf-cker? Yeah, right
    Black n-ggers can’t hit me nor see me
    This is the graveyard, death sight
    [Chorus]
    For a longest time, I’ve been on my shine, I’m song
    Now I’ll never let up I’ve been wanting this way too long,
    Got me sitting toe high, trying to balance out the lows
    And I think it’s time that I propose
    Let’s make a toast to the good times
    Let’s have a toast for the cash flow
    Make a toast to a new thang
    On the arm of a bad hoe
    Make a toast to the bad day
    So we appreciate the sun rise
    You still don’t understand , stay away as far as you could
    Stay away, stay away, stay away as far as you could X 3
    Still don’t understand
    Stay away as far as you can
    If I could stand on a cloud and speak out loud to the world below me
    To play my name just so that they know me,
    you see the neighbors know my name
    Even the haters love my thang, everybody plays my game
    We’ve got mental hypocrisy at such high velocities
    When I speak truth, everybody calls me Socrates
    I’ve got such a philosophy that everybody’s watching me
    Looking at there wrist, sh-t everybody’s clocking me
    Ahhh, there’s no thrill like a slow kill
    Standing at the bottom looking at the top
    Hoping that they stop blocking me
    If I had a day job n-ggers probably stayed back in me
    See I hate rules, if you said I obey, you ain’t ever know Trey
    You ain’t know I’m season like obey
    Do re mi sol fa la si do, toss it to the as-holes, exclude me through
    Please, don’t involve me in that,
    see I’m a dignified man with a signified plan
    And all problems to solve just leave them into his hands
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