Low Steppa - Runnin' Lyrics
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Runnin'
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What Are The Lyrics For Runnin' By Low Steppa?
I feel you runnin' through my veins, veins
Runnin' through my I feel you runnin' through my veins, veins Runnin' through my I feel you runnin' through my veins, veins Runnin' through my I feel you runnin' through my veins, veins Runnin' through my I feel you runnin' through my veins, veins Runnin' through my I feel you, feel you, feel you, oh Give me a dose and the green light You're keeping me up all night, night Give me a dose and the green light And I'll be yours in the moonlight, yeah Give me a dose and the green light You're keeping me up all night, night Give me a dose and the green light And I'll be yours in the moonlight, yeah You've got to give me something (something) In my veins you keep on coming (in my veins) You've got to give me something (mm, in my veins) In my veins you keep on coming I feel you runnin' through my veins, veins Runnin' through my I feel you runnin' through my veins, veins Runnin' through my I feel you runnin' through my veins, veins Runnin' through my I feel you, feel you, feel you, oh Give me a dose and the green light You're keeping me up all night, night Give me a dose and the green light And I'll be yours in the moonlight, yeah Give me a dose and the green light You're keeping me up all night, night Give me a dose and the green light And I'll be yours in the moonlight, yeah |
Who Wrote Runnin' By Low Steppa?
William Rudi Bailey, Robert Michael Nelson Harvey, Kelli-leigh Henry-davila
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What's The Duration Of The Runnin' By Low Steppa?The duration of Runnin' is 2:18 minutes and seconds. |
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