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Castaway
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Sexy, Club, Uptempo, Dance Track Produced by: Kajmir
pop soul rb brandy craig david martel keaton
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Hip, Pop, Soul, R&B
I'm a 23 year old Hip-Pop-Soul singer from Austin, TX. I currently reside in Dallas, TX. I'm influenced by SO many different artists and so many different types of music. I don't like to define my sound. I like to try and open to all sorts of different ideas. I write every lyric to every song I sing. [That is SO important to me.] When you hear a track, I always want you to feel like you were there living it with me. And by the time the song is over, you won't have any questions about what I was thinking/feeling or going through. Tune in, have FUNN, dance, and feel me!
Song Info
Genre
Pop Dance-Pop
Charts
Peak #68
Peak in subgenre #25
Author
Keaton-Martel, Kajmir
Rights
Sadiddy Entertainment
Uploaded
January 20, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.0 MB 160 kbps 3:23
Story behind the song
I love to dance. When I heard Kajmir do this track I was instantly up and on my feet dancing. It's irresistable, Sexy, and Funn.
Lyrics
V1 Oh this night, has begun. Got my flyy, Couture on. And my boiz, look like starz. Here we come, Here we come. As we strut, passed the line. Like we do, all the time. Breaking straight through the door. You won't see me unless you out on the floor. because... Chorus The club's got me captive I'm a castaway. I'm entranced by the D.J., I've become his slave. And my 5th Mojito's percolating through my veins. And I can't go home, No I can't go home...Now V2 This night's...A new world. City guys, Glamour girls. Showing off, what they got. Looking hott, Feeling hott. As I look, to m y right. I see one I might like. Whispering, in my ear. Everything that I've been wanting to hear. (Come on...cause) Chorus The club's got me captive I'm a castaway. I'm entranced by the D.J., I've become his slave. And my 5th Mojito's percolating through my veins. And I can't go home, No I can't go home. This club's got me locked up like a prisoner. To get caught up in the rhythm really isn't hard. And I just might let somebody be my body guard. But I can't go home, No I can't go home...Now Do wanna go? [Oh hell no] Do u wanna leave? [I can’t leave] Do wanna get drunk? [Oh hell yes] Do u wanna get crunk? [Oh hell yes] Chorus The club's got me captive I'm a castaway. I'm entranced by the D.J., I've become his slave. And my 5th Mojito's percolating through my veins. And I can't go home, No I can't go home. This club's got me locked up like a prisoner. To get caught up in the rhythm really isn't hard. And I just might let somebody be my body guard. But I can't go home, No I can't go home...Now
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