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Janelle Monáe – The Rush Lyrics

Read the lyrics to “The Rush” by Janelle Monáe.

Janelle Monáe The Rush cover art
Genre Pop

The Rush Lyrics


Feel your ocean come to my moon
Let our rain become a monsoon
I want the rush (Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-ush)
Ooh, I want the rush (Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-ush)
Feel your ocean come to my moon
Let our rain become a monsoon
I want the rush (Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-ush)
Ooh, I want the rush (Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-ush)

I look into your eyes and I get that rush
Maybe ’cause tonight you’re gonna be my crush
I look around and I get that rush
Maybe ’cause tonight you’re gonna be my, ah
Skin to skin, I wanna take my time
Break it in, I wanna make you mine
I look around and I get that rush
Baby, ’cause tonight I’m tryna catch that

Feeling
Mmm, you’re just my type
I really wanna feel it
I want your leg against my thigh

I want the rush, want the rush, want the rush
Mmm, I want the rush, want the rush, want the rush
Yeah, I want the ru—, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-ush
Mmm, I want the ru—, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-ush

Pretty girl, my, my girl
Pretty girl, my, my girl
I want the ru—, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-ush
Mmm, I want the ru—, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-ush

Feel your ocean come to my moon
Let our rain become a monsoon
(That’s right)

Righteous vibes, baby, check my steeze (Ooh)
For tonight, make me run this peace (Yeah)
I-n-I came tonight so free (Ooh, huh)
Hata billion with a billion me
When it come to lovin I’m the best in peace
Pussy gonna lay go down, make you rest in peace, ayy-ayy-ayy
Fuckin’ you like it’s my destiny
God what’s come over me?
When I get that

Feeling
Mmm, you’re just my type
I really wanna feel it
I want your leg against my thigh

I want the rush, want the rush, want the rush
Mmm, I want the rush, want the rush, want the rush
Yeah, I want the ru—, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-ush
Mmm, I want the ru—, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-ush

Pretty girl, my, my girl (Gone girl)
Pretty girl, my, my girl
I want the ru—, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-ush
Mmm, I want the ru—, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-ush

Feel your ocean come to my moon (I want the rush, rush, I want the rush)
Let our rain become a monsoon (I want the rush, rush, I want the rush)
I want the rush (I want the rush, rush, I want the rush)
(I want the rush, rush, I want the rush)

Feeling
Mmm, you’re just my type
I really wanna feel it
I want your leg against my thigh