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Lyrics: Runaway

                                  And I always find, yeah I always find somethin' wrong

You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long

I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most

So I think it's time for us to have a toast



Let's have a toast for the douche bags,

Let's have a toast for the assholes,

Let's have a toast for the scumbags,

Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerk offs

That'll never take work off

Baby, I got a plan

Run away fast as you can



She find pictures in my email

I sent this bitch a picture of my dick

I don't know what it is with females

But I'm not too good at that shit

See, I could have me a good girl

And still be addicted to them hood rats

And I just blame everything on you

At least you know that's what I'm good at



And I always find

Yeah I always find

Yeah I always find somethin' wrong

You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long

I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most

So I think it's time for us to have a toast



Let's have a toast for the douche bags,

Let's have a toast for the assholes,

Let's have a toast for the scumbags,

Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerk offs

That'll never take work off

Baby, I got a plan

Run away fast as you can



Runaway from me baby

Runaway

Runaway from me baby

Runaway

Crazy, just crazy

Runaway as fast as you can

Runaway from me baby

Runaway

Runaway from me baby

Runaway

Crazy

Why cant she just runaway

Baby I got a plan

Run away fast as you can



Twenty four seven, three sixty five, 

Pussy stays on my mind

I-I-I-I did it, 

All right, all right, I admit it

Now pick your best move, 

You could leave or live wit' it

Ichabod Crane with that mothafuckin' top off

Split and go where? 

Back to wearin' knockoffs, ha ha

Knock it off, Neiman's, shop it off

Let's talk over mai tais, waitress, top it off

Hoes like vultures wanna fly in your Freddy loafers

You can't blame 'em they ain't never seen Versace sofas

Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet

Comes with a price tag, baby face it

You should leave if you can't accept the basics

Plenty bitches in the baller-nigga matrix

Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless

I'm just young, rich, and tasteless

P!



Never was much of a romantic

I could never take the intimacy

And I know it did damage

'Cause the look in your eyes is killin' me

I guessin' you're at an advantage

'Cause you could blame me for everything

And I don't know where I'ma manage

If one day you just up and leave



And I always find, yeah I always find somethin' wrong

You been puttin' up wit' my shit just way too long

I'm so gifted at findin' what I don't like the most

So I think it's time for us to have a toast



Let's have a toast for the douche bags,

Let's have a toast for the assholes,

Let's have a toast for the scumbags,

Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerk offs

That'll never take work off

Baby, I got a plan

Run away fast as you can

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