DJ Fresh, Ce'Cile, Ms. Dynamite - Gold Dust lyrics
[DJ Fresh, Ce'Cile, Ms. Dynamite - Gold Dust lyrics]
You hear me coming through your speakers
You see me mashing up your airwaves
I know you can't get enough of my sound
It's like gold dust
Ya hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blagging up your airwaves
I know you can't get enough of my sound
There's no place to hurt yourself - he
Fight - I'm gonna get it
Tallest running for me, baby
You're gonna regret it
I can't understand why you
Can't free yourself, or 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 you
See if you can take it
Don't you be afraid, I know you're strong
Enough to make it go, go, go, go
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
Gon' keep you sweating, go, go, go, go
Take you two around
You never known it's non-existent
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 you're 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
You keep running and you're running
And you're running and you're
Running away, away, away, boy
You keep running and you're running
And you're running and you're
Running away, away, away
You keep running and you're running
And you're running and you're
Running away, away, away, boy
You keep running and you're running
And you're running and you're
Running away, go, go, go
This is gold dust