Lyric Raunchola / Run, Rabbit, Run

If it s a hard, cold beat
You can go dance every night
You won t get it shown
It won t be missing the spice
You won t know that it hit ya

Nothing ll make you win
Even the law won t fight
Yeah!

Looking to make your winning
Even if it makes you look nice
You got a sound that s nice
Watching the days go by
You can t go to the day lord s house
We don t have no doubt
We go to too many cocktails
Pimples in way..