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It's like gold dust |
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You hear me coming through your speakers |
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You see me mashing up your airwaves |
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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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You hear me coming through your speakers |
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You see me blagging off your airwaves |
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I know you can't get enough of my sound |
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There's no place to hide, so stop the fight, I'm gonna get it |
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No use running from me, baby, you're gonna regret it |
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I can't understand why you can free yourself and let it |
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Go, go, go, go |
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Got you in my palm, now listen good, you can't escape it |
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Bring her to my world and we'll just see if you can take it |
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Don't you be afraid, 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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You hear me coming through your speakers |
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You see me mashing up your airwaves |
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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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You hear me coming through your speakers |
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You see me blagging off your airwaves |
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I know you can't get enough of my sound |
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Everything in your life you've been searching for's in this direction |
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Come a little closer, don't you feel the intersection? |
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We gon' take it down, and then we gonna keep you sweatin' |
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Don't go, go, go |
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Take a tour around, you never know it's nonexistent |
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You won't hear it coming no matter how hard you listen |
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Can't predict the hard way we bring our position |
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Go, go, go |
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I don't know where you are from, what you're running from, oh |
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I don't know where you are from, what you're running from, oh |
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I don't know where you are from, what you're running from, oh |
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All you want from your present life |
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Baby, put your hands up in the air, I know you like it |
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Don't you fight since I can see how you're now excited |
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Flying through the night, we're going up and tight it |
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Go, go, go, go |
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Now we got the style and energy that you desire |
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Let me see you jump around, come with me, let's go higher |
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Climbing up the speakers, we gon' set this place on fire |
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Go, go, go |
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It's like gold dust |
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You hear me coming through your speakers |
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You see me mashing up your airwaves |
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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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You hear me coming through your speakers |
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You see me blagging off your airwaves |
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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' and you're runnin' |
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And you're running away, away, away, boy |
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You keep runnin' and you're runnin' and you're runnin' |
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And you're running away, away, away |
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You keep runnin' and you're runnin' and you're runnin' |
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And you're running away, away, away, boy |
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You keep runnin' and you're runnin' and you're runnin' |
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And you're running away, don't go, go, go |
