Dj Fresh – Gold Dust (feat. Ms. Dynamite)

It’s like gold dust
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
You 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 hide
So stop the fight – I’m gonna get it
All this runnin’ 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 my world and we’ll see if you can take it
Don’t you be afraid, I know you’re strong enough to make it

Go, go, go, go

It’s like gold dust
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
You hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blagging up your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound

Everything your life’s been searching for is in this direction
Come a little closer
Don’t you feel the intersection?
We gon’ take you down and then we gonna keep you sweating

Go, go, go, go

Take you to a realm, you never known it’s nonexistent
You won’t hear it coming, no matter how hard you listen
Can’t predict the hype we bring when we play our position

Go, go, go, go

I don’t know where you are from, what you’re running from, oh
I don’t know where you are from, what you’re running from, oh
I don’t know where you are from, what you’re running from, oh
Oh, you won’t free up yourself and 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 style and energy that you desire
Let me see you jump up, come on, with me – let’s go higher
Climbing up the speakers, we gon’ set this place on fire

Go, go, go, go

It’s like gold dust
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
You hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blagging 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

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