It's like gold dust You hear me coming through your spe-e-eakers You see me mashing up your airwaves I know you can't get enough of my sound
It's like gold dust You hear me coming through your spe-e-eakers You see me blaggin' up your airwaves I know you can't get enough of my sound
There's no place to hurt yourself The fight I'm gonna get it Tallest running for me Baby you 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 my world and hold you see if you could take it Don't you be afraid I know you are strong enough to make it
go go go...
I's like gold dust You hear me coming through your spe-e-eakers You see me mashing up your airwaves I know you can't get enough of my sound
It's like gold dust You hear me coming through your spe-e-eakers You see me blaggin' up your airwaves 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 will take you down and we gonna leave you sweating
go go go go
Take you two around you never known it's non-existant 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
I don't know where you run from, what your running from... oh! I don't know where you run from, what your running from... oh! I don't know where you run from, what your running from... oh!
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, beter 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 Climbin' up the speakers, we gonna set this place on fire
go go go
It's like gold dust You hear me coming through your spe-e-eakers You see me mashing up your airwaves I know you can't get enough of my sound
It's like gold dust You hear me coming through your spe-e-eakers You see me blaggin' up your airwaves I know you can't get enough of my sound
You keep runnin' and you're runnin' And you're runnin' and you're runnin' away, away, away, boy You keep runnin' and you're runnin' And you're runnin' and you're runnin' away, away, away You keep runnin' and you're runnin' And you're runnin' and you're runnin' away, away, away, boy You keep runnin' and you're runnin' And you're runnin' and you're runnin' away
go go go
This is gold dust
Compositores: Niomi Arleen Daley, Daniel Edward Stein (Fresh) ECAD: Obra #7080789 Fonograma #11015647