Blu - Get Along lyrics

[Intro] I runaway, I runaway [Verse 1] My sweet Chiquita be the fruit of my eye Like Tetarelli at the peak of the 90s We at the beach, she put her feet in the tide I don't wanna be God, I'm just one of the guys My candy apple won't ya save me a slice I mean the truth with ya pants I won ya two teddybears And got ya home before the strobe lights Now run along won't you, there's nothing wrong with you My baby Stacy put the blue in the vibe She changed the mood of the town, I play the music she likes And when you groove, it hits the room right It keeps the fellas aroused, it keeps the ladies enticed Wouldn't you know that I'm the only one I wouldn't call if divine, I'm enjoying the ride Though you're nothing but a low life I get along with you wrong or right [Hook x2] I get along with you whether wrong or right [Verse 2] My lady Debbie got the shape of a pear She throw the cake on my lap and told me take what I can She separated but the breakup was bad So every time that we smash I catch the guilt from her past Like Sandra Bullock at the peak of the 90s You know my speed wasn't fast, I was busting on dash I couldn't keep up but I keep her in mind I have to holler when my money's right My sweetie Vicky always giving me grief She said I love her and leave, I said I know what you mean My tenderoni know I have to go and soften the meat I throw a slab on the pan and watch it pop on the grease I said I am what I am, I feel the tension increase You say I'm just like my dad, I can't disagree It's just the simplest things like a dog on a leash I get along with you long as you don't bite me [Hook] [Verse 3] Is it another one, two Yo, what we gon' do when your dreams come true Will you stick like glue or act brand new Brand new being hairdo with your new air I blew a square on the roof Sweet and sour you, spend an hour with the truth I let the flower choose Yo, I couldn't if I was you's on your down time Come around five, we can groove Weekend nudes for when you're in the mood Polo by the pool Yo, take you to SoHo for the food And so you're grown, now it's cool on your own like I ain't gotta take you to school Hold your hand, I'm your man, I can do Yo, what you doing later on Let's live a little bit, I'm tryna write a song I know I'm wrong but umm You know my arms strong my love They go all night long, let's get it on [Hook] [Outro]