Letra

I'm running really fast, I'm running out of gas The ones who can't keep up are the one's who's on my ass Those who know my name, they're like ten steps ahead of me Knowing I'm on fire and I'm always ready Boom-boom, let me go, where I go, there I go Uh-oh, nuh-oh, I go through the show I do my thing-thing, swing-swing, no bling-bling Sound the alarm, ring-a-ling-a-ding-a-ding-a-ding Whoa, something's got me started Yeah, love feels super short and I really wanna know, I'm probably going down Do you realize that there's nothing to show? Whoa, something's got me started Yeah I'm moving really fast 'cause I'm right near the building Welcome everybody adults and to the children The guitars, the bass, the drum, the rum-pum-pum-pum-pum-de-dum Dee-dee-dee-dum, dee-dee-dee-dee-dum TB gave birth to a rebel Now I'm so hot that I feel like I'm the devil Yeah, I do my thing-thing, swing-swing, no bling-bling Ring the alarm, ring-a-ling-a-ding-a-ding-a-ding Whoa, something's got me started Yeah, love feels super short and I really wanna know, I'm probably going down Do you realize that there's nothing to show? Whoa, something's got me started Whoa, something's got me started Yeah, love feels super short and I really wanna know, I'm probably going down Do you realize that there's nothing to show? Whoa, something's got me started Whoa, something's got me started Yeah, love feels super short and I really wanna know, I'm probably going down Do you realize that there's nothing to show? Whoa, something's got me started
Writer(s): Andreas Kleerup, Richard Silva Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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