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Damn, she looks straight off the runway Roll slow, chrome shine on the wheel Eyes low, still I’m high on the feel She lookin’ like a movie when she walk my way Body talk loud, I don’t care what they say City lights hit the gold on my chain No pain - I made style outta pain I don’t stand, but I still stand out Whole world spin when I roll around town She know the vibe - I ain’t playin’ no games She love a man that don’t care ‘bout fame Talk that talk, I don’t move for the show Still I move hearts everywhere that I go Talk too slick, but I walk that line Gold on my soul, not just what shine She lean close, said “You feel too rare” Told her, “Baby, that’s the game - don’t care”
Albert Brite — Runway
«Runway» — Albert Brite. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 1:45. Жанр — Танцевальная.
