What do you want from me
I think the devil wants to dance with me,
burn a splif and have a glass with me,
but that's blasphamy,
I blast for you, what you blast for me
I remeber when she used to laugh at me,
And now I'm hearing that she asked for me,
" I'm all good b don't worry "
I heard some paigons are onto me,
but so is my Armani thats designer lets party b
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