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It's like gold dust |
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Ya hear me coming through your speakers |
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You see me mashin' up your air waves |
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I know you can't get enough of my sound |
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It's like gold dust |
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Ya hear me coming through your speakers |
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You see me blaggin' up your air waves |
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I know you can't get enough of my sound |
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There's no place to hurt yourself |
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The fight - |
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I'm gonna get it |
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Tallest running for me |
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Baby, you're gonna regret it |
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I can't understand why you can't free yourself, let it |
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Go, go, go, go |
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Got you in my |
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Palm, now listen good, you can't escape it |
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Bring you to ma world and hold you, see if you can take it |
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Don't you be afraid, |
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I know you're strong enough to make it |
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Go, go, go, |
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It's like gold dust |
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Hear me coming through your speakers |
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You see me mashin' up your air waves |
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I know you can't get enough of my sound |
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It's like gold dust |
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Hear me coming through your speakers |
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You see me blaggin' up your air waves |
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I know you can't get enough of my sound |
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Everything your life's been searching for's in this direction |
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Come a little closer |
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Don't you feel the intersection? |
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We gon' take you down and then we gonna keep you sweating |
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Go, go, go, go |
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Take you two around, you never known it's non-existant |
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You won't hear it coming, no matter how hard you listen |
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Can't predict the highway, bring a replay our position |
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Go, go, go, go |
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I don't know where you run from, what you're running from, whoa |
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I don't know where you run from, what you're running from, whoa |
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I don't know where you run from, what you're running from, whoa |
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Oh, you won't bring up yourself on fly |
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People, put your hands up in the air, |
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I know you like it |
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Don't you fight it, |
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I can see you're high and all excited |
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Flying through the night, we going up, beter hold tight it |
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Go, go, go, go |
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Now we got the starline and the g-tha to desire |
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Let me see you jump up, come on, with me - let's go higher |
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Climbin' up the speakers, we gonna set this place on fire |
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Go, go, go, it's like... |
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Gold dust |
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Hear me coming through your speakers |
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You see me mashin' up your air waves |
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I know you can't get enough of my sound |
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It's like gold dust |
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Hear me coming through your speakers |
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You see me blaggin up your air waves |
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I know you can't get enough of my sound |
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You keep runnin' and you're runnin' |
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And you're runnin' and you're runnin' away, away, away, boy |
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You keep runnin' and you're runnin' |
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And you're runnin' and you're runnin' away, away, away |
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You keep runnin' and you're runnin' |
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And you're runnin' and you're runnin' away, away, away, boy |
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You keep runnin' and you're runnin' |
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And you're runnin' and you're runnin' away |
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Go, go, go |
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This is gold dust |