I'm the hit-n-run lover Run for cover tonight You better get yourself runnin' I got hurricane comin' No warning surprise I'm gonna take my leave I wanna plant my seed Don't let it shock you hold tight, hold tight You better run for cover

We gon' love who we wanna love Time won't let you stay young So, we don't care what they say Oh whoa, yeah, oh, oh whoa Oh whoa, yeah, oh We don't care what they say Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh oh dear life I'm about to make you last Don't wanna let you go You're scaring me to death I'm hangin' on for dear life I'm beggin' on you please, just slow down Dear Life, I hope you know Dear Life, what's your plan I'm tryin' to catch my breath

Sex me, don't caress me I'm good, I don't wanna be your bestie She like, "Wet me like a jet-ski" Get flee in a white tee You can't be my wifey, you're just like me Beat her to it, I'ma do it if she let me, yeah Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, yeah

She calls when she needy I don't wanna get greedy Got bands in the duffle I count paper, don't read it Call me Mister Big Shot I hit it with one sock Doing big, can't stop Let me pick and roll, say you want the play play Want a fix huh? Slide in your

F'real love I'd give it all up for you, I swear Only for real love I'm all yours, when you really wanna take me there Don't let me go nowhere That love that keeps me shaking So real, there's no mistaking We got that empire mind Know no limits to feel the

Oh, baby, I want to come home to you Baby, I got to get home to you Days and nights feeling so blue Lord, I just don't know what I'm gonna do Oh, baby, I wanna come home Oh, baby, I you're one thousand miles away Baby, you're just one thousand miles away

Let 'er rip, let it fly So if you're gonna say goodbye, don't take all day and night Come on baby, say it, do you think I'm gonna cry I ain't about to bawl, and I ain't gonna die I can tell there's something you don't wanna tell me It's killing you

We can get drunk all weekend Let's get drunk all weekend, baby I'm too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? (FaceTime) I won't waste your time if you don't waste mine (don't waste mine) Girl I wanna taste yours if you gon' taste mine (taste mine) I won't

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street