I won't run away no more, I promise Even when I get bored, I promise Even when the ship is wrecked, I promise Tie me to the rotten deck, I promise Even when you lock me out, I promise I say my prayers every night, I promise I don't wish that I'm spread,

Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah, uh! For too long, for too long Oh yeah yeah 'Cause you make me feel like, I've been locked out of heaven Yeah you make me feel like, I've been locked out of heaven 'Cause your sex takes me to paradise Yeah your sex takes me to

I'll be there And I know when I need it I can count on you like four three two 'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah Find out what we're made of When we are called to help our friends in need You can count on me like one two three You'll

I don't know, no What you do? I never want it to ever be over I'm out in Philly, I thought it'd be colder Drunk off the liqui, I might need a chauffeur Check out my jiggy, check out my (uh) Oh no, no, hold up Pull my sticky out the jar, come on You short

I got things to, say I gotta (say) talk to you Too much to talk about Come clean to you Touch down, shawty, I just touched down Guess I gotta start a hunt down You still givin' me the run around (oh no) Hit me with the addy and I'm comin' now

But I'm fleeing with you and I'm glowing (Ooh) And we don't own now with all we got I will follow you and we'll both go missin' (Yeah) No I, And we don't even know where were going I still watch as she's runnin' away So she was born to live this way We

Like oh goddamn, that's the bitch that I want Oh goddamn, diamonds all in my fronts Like 7 AM I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Aye, I told that bitch I count my cake, bitch get out my face .45 on my waist, boy get out my

Twenty four karat magic in the air Head to toe so player Put your pinky rings up to the moon Girls, what y'all trying to do? Oh they don't know? (Go on tell 'em) So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket (keep up) Why you mad, fix ya

What do you mean When you nod your head yes But you wanna say no But you tell me to go Said we’re running out of time Better make up your mind What do you mean, hey When you don’t want me to move Oh, what do you mean

Johnny you're too bad Now you're lootin' now you're shootin' Boy you're too bad One of these days when you hear a voice say come Where you gonna run to? There will be no rock Walking down the road with a pistol in your waist Walking down the road with a