[ Featuring ScHoolboy Q ]
Breathing Chronic in my system
Watching your body hypnotize me from your rhythm
Put that thing up in my kitchen
Uh, see your body type's to carry on tradition
You and jeans open doors, key, keys to a Porsche
Shawty get a buzz
Yeah, shawty get a buzz from ending relationships
Shawty sexing flesh, hips, thighs and her breasts made to get ya
She bad enough to make you write her number on the back of your girlfriend's picture
She got a walk like she stalkin' prey
Them killer curves and that pretty face
And she gon' make you do what she say
Lickin' them lips, swingin' them hips as she walk your way
Mm, you better run, run for your life
Ooh, you better run, run for your life
Shawty get a thrill
Yeah, shawty get a thrill from making a nigga beg, yeah
Set 'em up, turn 'em out, knock 'em down, it's just that simple
Shawty make love like a drug or a shotgun straight to the temple, mm
She got a walk like she stalkin' prey
Them killer curves and that pretty face
And she gon' make you do just what she say
Lickin' them lips, swingin' them hips as she come your way
Mm, you better run, run for your life
Oh, you better run, run for your life, oh
Hips movin', your ass pokin', young neck breaker
Dress stretching, eyes sparkling, you a breath taker, uh
Heart stopper, need a chart topper
Groovy Q meets Big Pimpin'
St. Laurent for your Spring clothes
Red bottoms, you need those
All the things I do for you, oh
Got a private jet for two, oh
Yeah, we taking off or we can land in Rome
Pull away without the roof, uh
All these things I do for you, uh
How these broads come out the blue, uh
God built you like a temple
How your body drive me schizo
Mm, you better run, run for your life
Oh, you better run, run for your life, oh
