DJ Fresh
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Gold Dust (Ce'cile RMX)
- Продолжительность:
- 03:11
- Формат:
- mp3
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Текст песни "DJ Fresh — Gold Dust (Ce'cile RMX)"
It's like gold dust
Ya hear me coming through your spe-ea-kers,
You see me mashin up your air waves,
I know you can't get enough of my sound
It's like gold dust
Ya hear me coming through your spe-ea-kers,
You see me climbing up your air waves,
I know you can't get enough of my sound
There's no place to hide so stop the fight I'm gonna get it
Start too soon me from me baby you're gonna regret it
I can't understand why you can't free yourself and let it
Go, go, go, go
Got you in my palm, now listen good, you can't escape it,
Bring you to ma world and hold to see if you can take it
Don't you be afraid I know you're strong enough to make it
Go, go, go,
It's like gold dust
Hear me coming through your spe-ea-kers,
You see me mashin up your air waves,
I know you can't get enough of my sound
It's like gold dust
Hear me coming through your spe-ea-kers,
You see me climbing up your air waves,
I know you can't get enough of my sound
Everything your life's been searching for's in this direction
Come a little closer don't you feel the intersection
We gon' take you down and then we're gonna keep you sweating
Go, go, go, go
Take you, too, around, you never known it's non-exsitant
You won't hear it coming, no matter how hard you listen
Can't predict the highway bring a replay our position
Go, go, go, go
I don't know where you run from, what you're running from, whoa
I don't know where you run from, what you're running from, whoa
I don't know where you run from, what you're running from, whoa
Oh, you won't bring up yourself on fly
People put your hands up in the air, I know you like it
Don't you fight it, I can see your high and all excited
Flying through the night we going up, better hold tight it
Go, go, go, go
Now we got the starline, [and the g-tha?] to desire,
Let me see you jump up, come on, with me let's go higher
Climbing up the speakers, we gonna set this place on fire
Go, go, go
It's like gold dust
Hear me coming through your spe-ea-kers,
You see me mashin' up your air waves,
I know you can't get enough of my sound
It's like Gold Dust
Hear me coming through your spe-ea-kers,
You see me climbing up your air waves,
I know you can't get enough of my sound
You keep, running and you running and you running and
You running away away away boy you keep, running and you running and
You running and you running away away away
You keep, running and you running and you running and you running away away away boy
You keep, running and you running and you running and you running away
Go, go, go
This is gold dust
