From Popkiller, And Stack Dough
I see you in the club, dancing like a runway
You move your lips I look and then I don't know what to say-ay-ay
You're so perfect, Yeah, so flawless, yeah
Ever since I saw your face nothing else really matters to me,
Last time I saw you dancing you became my fantasy-hey-hey
And I get chills from you lady cuz you're, my runway model
Walking on the catwalk baby
Why don't you bring that ass, back down
You can be my runway model
With the lights down, you can be my runway-way-way
You can be my runway model
She got that fire burning, burning when she's in the club
And see them heels got you turning now she's high enough-ough-ough
Above anybody else, anybody of
We make it seem like nobody-body's watching us
I make it seem like nodody-body's in my zone
Livin' a dream with you baby, and I want nothing else
Cuz you're my Runway Love
Why don't you bring that ass, back down
You can be my runway model
With the lights down, you can be my runway-way-way
You can be my runway model
Why don't you bring that ass, back down
You can be my runway model
With the lights down, you can be my runway
All that Louie got you lookin' fly
Must be the heels that caught my eye
Must be the way they swing them thies,
She's a runway model got them perfect size
Only 5'6 with them light brown eyes
Plies ain't the only one that's Hypnotized
What you get is what you see
Baby please come home to me
Girl I can be your fantasy (Ohh)
You'll be so lucky you met me
And I'll say the same for you baby
And I'll say the same cuz you made me, OH
Why don't you bring that ass, back down
You can be my runway model
With the lights down, you can be my runway-way-way
You can be my runway model
So turn around that pole, let me see you walking walking