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[MP3 + LYRICS] Mooski, Chris Brown, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Yung Bleu – Track Star (remix)

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Mooski, Chris Brown, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Yung Bleu – Track Star (remix) MP3 download

Alabama’s very own Mooski has treated us to a remix of his huge hit “Track Star”.

Since its release, “Track Star” has proved popular with fans and inspired the viral Track Star challenge and it looks like it’s only going to get bigger as Mooski has drafted in Chris Brown, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie and Yung Bleu to give the song the remix treatment.

On this new edition of “Track Star”, the three featured artists mesh their differing styles effortlessly while simultaneously breathing new life into the huge anthem. Breezy’s heartfelt contribution comes first, followed by A Boogie and Yung Bleu who add to the melodic sound.

Be sure to take in the “Track Star” remix above!

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[Intro: Mooski]
Ah, ah, ha-ha
She’s a runner, runner, runner, runner, runner
This the remix, yeah-yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Shawty gon’ run when she in a bind
A track star, we never seen the finish line
Can’t confide or commit, she scared to trust somebody
On your mark, go, set, go, she ’bout to dust somebody
Do what it take, do what’s gon’ make it last
She can’t take the pain that come with that
Hit the brakes ‘fore it’s too late, she fast
Once she set her pace, she don’t look back
Now I, I know I looked ovеr the signs
Girl, do you ever gеt tired (You know) of runnin’, runnin’?
Oh, why?

[Chorus: Mooski & Chris Brown]
She’s a runner, she’s a track star
She gon’ run away when it gets hard
She can’t take the pain, she can’t get scarred
She hurt anyone that gets involved
Don’t wanna commit, why take it this far (Oh, why?)
She gon’ do the race, just not this one (Oh, why?)
Love is a game, you used to cheer for (No, oh-oh, woah)
When I was down to talk, you weren’t here for it (Ooh, woah, oh, oh)

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
She’s a liar, she a capper
She’d do anything for the Black Card
She give you her pain with a black heart (No)
Should of never let that shit get that far (Woah, woah)
It’s always been games with you (Oh)
Keepin’ score and changin’ moods (Oh)
I was all for it, but lately you (Oh)
Showed me that side, that crazy you (Oh, crazy you)
And you can get to packin’ all of your bags
You can leave the racks with all of them tags
Gon’ do your thing and don’t look back
Damn, girl, you fast (Woah, woah)

[Chorus: Mooski & Chris Brown]
She’s a runner, she’s a track star (Oh, she, she)
She gon’ run away when it gets hard (Away, yeah)
She can’t take the pain, she can’t get scarred (No, oh-oh, woah)
She hurt anyone that gets involved (Ah, yeah, oh-oh, babe)
Don’t wanna commit, why take it this far (Oh, why? Oh, why?)
She gon’ do the race, just not this one (Oh, why? Oh, why?)
Love is a game, you used to cheer for (Woah)
When I was down to talk, you weren’t here for it

[Verse 2: Yung Bleu]
I said don’t you run from me (Don’t you run)
Don’t take my love for granted ’cause you know it can get ugly
She’s a runner, she’s a track star (Oh-oh)
Don’t run away when it get hard, love
I can tell that, you ain’t ever had a gangster
I’m aware of that, he ain’t never tell you, “Thank ya”
How you wear that, you should get a new Wraith, oh-oh (Skrrt)
I’m slidin’ when you tell me it’s convenient (‘Venient)
You know I got the Glock up in ‘Ghini
Grant a couple wishes like a genie
She gon’ keep up runnin’ back if she got access
Got my dick hard like it’s hard to be a Black man
I cut her off and put my feelings in the trash can (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
I guess all this love was just too much love for you

[Chorus: Mooski & A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
She’s a runner, she’s a track star
She gon’ run away when it gets hard
She can’t take the pain, she can’t get scarred
She hurt anyone that gets involved
Don’t wanna commit, why take it this far (Oh, why?)
She gon’ do the race, just not this one (Oh, why?)
Love is a game, you used to cheer for (Na-na)
When I was down to talk, you weren’t here for it (Na-na, na-na)
You-ouu-ouu-ouu-ouu (Ooh, ooh, ooh)

[Verse 3: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Baby, stop frontin’ (Stop)
Grab on your waist, that’s gon’ make you stop runnin’ (Stop runnin’)
Diamonds on my chain and watch bustin’
You look at me like you want somethin’
Don’t keep it low, keep it one-hundred
Speakin’ of numbers, I
Here, I gave you the wrong one on purpose, but this one is workin’ fine
Hit my line, call me whenever you want some me
646-992-7453
I’m from the jungle, but I’m not a cheater
Bitch, I’m in my bag, now it’s Hoodie Season
I’ma set it off if a nigga creep up
And she gon’ take the charge like it’s a misdemeanor
I was mad high, you was off a Xan’, I know
I was tryna fuck you and your friends like (Oh)
Even though that wasn’t in the plans right (No)
Drum with a stick, like a band, I know (Woo)
AP on my wrist, that’s a buss down
King of this fly shit, yeah, I know
You can hold me down and be more than my ho
Stop actin’ like you love me when you really don’t know
She’s a runner, she’s a track star

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