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Deante Hitchcock - Runaway Bride Lyrics

Runaway Bride Lyrics[Chorus]
She was my Eastside runaway bride
Baby, can you stay the night?
Visit in my sleep, I don't wanna say bye
Stuck in this crazy life
I’ll say, "I do" (I do, I do, I do, I do, I do)
If you say, "I do" (I do, I do, I do, I do, I do)
Forever my fiancée

[Refrain]
If you talk good and you fuck better
Don't do long texts, don't do love letters
Pull up late night and let’s get into it
You remind me of a song, girl, let's make music

[Verse 1]
Okay, bitch, I ain't no organ donor, can't give no ho my heart
Every time we be together, that ass get tore apart
We ain't never seen together, think this shit Noah's Ark
I'm a dog, she a dog, bitch, all we know is bark
Baby girl, if I turn out this EOD, then we shootin' a POV
And that’s on G-O-D, I want nothin’ on you like B.o.B
You promisin' that you ain’t gon' run from it, yeah, we gon' see
Turn that ass around, I'ma hold you down, word to P-O-P
Ooh, ayy, back it up, back it up, back it up, ayy
Crowd participation, please clap it up, clap it up, clap it up, ayy
Shawty hit the pole with no election, perfection
Meet me at the altar with your best friend, get blessed in

[Chorus]
Eastside runaway bride
Baby, can you stay the night?
Visit in my sleep, I don’t wanna say bye
Stuck in this crazy life
I'll say, "I do" (I do, I do, I do, I do, I do)
If you say, "I do" (I do, I do, I do, I do, I do)
Forever my fiancée

[Refrain]
If you talk good and you fuck better
Don't do long texts, don't do love letters
Pull up late night and let's get into it
You remind me of a song, girl, let's make music
'Cause I talk good and I fuck better
Don't do long texts, don't do love letters
Pull up late night, girl, let's get into it
You remind me of a song, girl, let's make music

[Bridge]
Okay, beatin' up that modem, exactly
Just what you are, fake happi'
'Ness 'cause you missed out
On some real shit doin' all of that actin'
Beatin' up that modem, exactly
Just what you are, fake happi'
'Ness 'cause you missed out
On some real— (Shit, I love this—)

[Verse 2]
Bitch is what I call you 'cause the world done made it harder
Remember, I'm somebody son and you somebody daughter
My father was a rolling stone, he passed me down his karma
For me to figure out and rap about on every song-a
I wanna, I really wanna, I got to have her
Love her, but might abracadabra as soon as I stab her
Be glad to come see you when that feeling on your mind
Mr. Emotionally Unavailable, hit me anytime

[Refrain]
If you talk good and you fuck better
Don't do long texts, don't do love letters
Pull up late night and let's get into it
You remind me of a song, girl, let's make music
'Cause I talk good and I fuck better
Don't do long texts, don't do love letters
Pull up late night, girl, let's get into it
You remind me of a song, girl, let's make music

[Outro]
Eastside runaway bride
(You better), run away