Texty:
Various Artists I Run To You

stuck, I'm jammin' like Smuckers for all you motherfuckers that caused the ruckus, Then I fix a few stitches, Badow! Blast my style back like you bitches, I

niggas like salt when I lay in the cut Think you about to blow when you continue to suck The shit I've been through Make me run up in your venue like

when you're not with me. Baby, you're the air I breathe. This is critical, yeah. So stuck on you. Used to run and hide. Used to back out of love.

Now girl, I remember everything that you claimed You said that you were moving on now And maybe I should do the same Funny thing about that is I was ready to give you

chick I see some celebrity chicks everywhere that i be, everywhere that i've been. The selection or celebrity chicks to see(Okay) I see Meeg and i see Mia, I

s got a million roads For you to choose But you'll walk a little taller In some high-heeled shoes [SHAYNA] And once you find the style That makes you feel like you

I say Hey Now Now, I say hey now now You've been a soldier girl and I would do anything for you It's true, it's true I wanna be in the early morn', I

you are open And I think that I can show you I know where I stand I know who I am I would never run away when life gets bad it's Everything I see

got everything I've got gadgets and gizmos aplenty I've got whozits and whatzits galore (You want thingamabobs? I got twenty) But who cares? No big deal I want more I