Lyrics

Visual, visual, JB Yo 'ye whattup? Raekwon We got stacks like the international house of pancakes All alone, ready to phone me and your hand shakes Palm's sweat it, Don's regret Never to walk miles for love, I sit in a starters deck It just happened, I was floating, you seen me captain? Blinked at me then I threw on my thinking cap Take it, but we just fly to Jamaica Shopping for a year or two, stop in Diego It's obvious, I wanna see who your mommy is We just friends so she can't Clyde Bonnie us Fly walls down in the fly halls Come to the master suite, leave every piece in the master hall All my money tied in knots Stand over there, that's why I make it happen on blocks Brazil cut sweater, Audi, leather Playing the field, tryna out slug Beretta You see my baby over hit the road But she's going, I swear nobody knows I need to find her 'fore another man does I wouldn't want him to steal my love I'm just tryin' to be cool, cool, cool (tryna be cool) What would you expect me to do? (Oh, yeah) I'm just tryin' to find, find, find The sweet love of mine I'm runnin' outta time where is my runaway love? Searching low and high, know that I'm not givin' up I give it all up for her, it'll never be enough I won't stop until I find, my runaway love (uh, easy, JB) Last name West and my teeth Diamonds She said, "Yo, what's your occupation, crazy rhyming?" Listen to Wu Tang, tryin' suits on Accouterments is Grey Poupon Stuntin' in high top Louie's, shorts is the coogies Open up the door when you take her to the movies When you meet the parents, you tell De Niro Her boyfriend is zero, she needs to cut the weirdo Next show, they got it up the zeroes Nobody rocking like this 16 years old The hard jumps and the Wally's something that caught me I'm telling you what Wu-Tang taught me The young youth, rocking in gold tooth Pull up in a drop top old school, bumping the cash rules No question, we the reason why the summer's blazin' They say, "You looking good, fly color Asian" Well, I give to you, no trivia She used to roll with my G-unit like Olivia Till she caught me getting numbers, not hers Guess that's the day she became a runaway love (sweet runaway love) I'm runnin' outta time, where is my runaway love? Searching low and high, know that I'm not givin' up I give it all up for her, it'll never be enough I won't stop until I find, my runaway love Why can't I find, the love of mine When you're standing in front of my face Oh, why? You must be mine How did I let you get away? Yeah, yeah Leave it up to the most high sit in a ghost fly Chillin' with two of my brothers, we both love her On deck, grabbing 'em on set This is how we roll independence, she a go, I'm a go get Take that queen, assure to ya We can live it up every month, baby girl just call me up Waking up, dressed in cold sweats thinking of us The videotapes, even the stress My mind is a terrible thing to waste No love lost, I know I'm going crazy I can't floss Me my lady left my homies It's all baloney, just like rocking an old pony So when I chilling I'm just lost no more feeling I need my honey in my life, get that film it Take the time, readjust to get your shot My runaway love, give me mine come on I'm runnin' outta time, where is my runaway love? Searching low and high, know that I'm not givin' up Give it all up for her, it'll never be enough I won't stop until I find, my runaway love I'm runnin' outta time, where is my runaway love? Searching low and high, know that I'm not givin' up Give it all up for her, it'll never be enough I won't stop until I find my runaway love Oh, oh yeah, yeah, oh baby
Writer(s): Melvin Ii Hough, Gary E. Grice, Donald Earle Degrate, Rivelino Raoul Wouter, Timothy Jamahli Thomas, Dalvin E. De Grate, Theron Makiel Thomas, Justin Bieber, Jason S. Hunter, David Porter, Lamont Hawkins, Isaac Hayes, Corey Woods, Dennis David Coles, Russell T. Jones, Clifford Smith, Robert F. Diggs Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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