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They looking for my soul, but she has stolen it over
I feel like I get higher from this discomposure
I'm talking to a Devil and a Devil on my shoulders
Would-would you raise me?
Or would you erase me?
Your smell makes me high
Is so fucking tasty
Out of body, she don't love me
Barely hardly, ride on my D like a Harley
I'm a smoker, Bob Marley
She a player, hotty, hotty
I'm with shooters, bodies, bodies
She a thooter, thotty, thotty
We look like a hot tamale, yeah
Quicker, I need a better listener
My D just gave her seizures
I cut her off like scissors, uh-huh
I been running round the city thinking 'bout you all day
There was nothing I could do, thought about it all day
I see you, you're my dream girl
She's running to my aim, yeah
That's infinity
Not all girls are the same
She's running to my aim, yeah
Think I don't need re-arrange
I'd rather losing my name (ah)
Not all girls are the same
She's running through my veins, yeah
Think I don't need this arrange
I'd rather losing my face, yeah
Not all girls are the same
She's running to my aim, yeah
Think I don't need re-arrange
Id rather losing my name
Not all girls are the same
She's running through my veins, yeah
Think I don't need this arrange
I'd rather losing my face, yah
We're running through this game, yeah
I'd rather loosing my face than you
Not all girls are the same, yeah
She's not like them all, yeah
She's not like them all
