คอร์ดเพลง Runaway Kanye West (feat. Pusha T)

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* And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong

You been puttin' up with my shit just way too long   I'm so gifted at finding 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 douchebags 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 e-mail 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
( * , ** )

Run away from me, baby Ah, run away

Run away from me, baby (Look at you, look at you, look at you) Run away

When it starts to get crazy (Look at you, look at you, look at you) Then run away

Babe, I got a plan, run away as fast as you can

Run away from me, baby Run away

Run away from me, baby (Look at, look at, look at, look at, look at, look at, look at you)

When it starts to get crazy (Look at you, look at you, look at you, look at you)

Why can't she just run away? Baby, I got a plan

Run away as fast as you can (Look at you, look at you, look at you)

Twenty-four seven, three sixty-five, pussy stays on my mind

I-I-I-I did it, alright, alright, I admit it Now pick your next move, you could leave or live with it
Ichabod Crane with that motherfuckin' top off Split and go where? Back to wearing knock-offs?

Haha, knock it off, Neimans, 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 hoes in the baller-nigga matrix

Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless I'm just young, rich, and tasteless, P