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    Daniel Di Angelo
    Ah, yeah
    No-no-no-no, yeah
    No-no-no-no, yeah
    Ah, ah

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    Tryna' conquer my old selfish mind
    I've been on it for like eighty-seven lives
    I live on the edge
    My white piece bad
    I smoke and drink and all that
    Fuck your bitches, and they call back
    I'd be wrong if I didn't invite her over to get that long shift
    Talkin' that night, graveyard, in the back bedroom
    Her face a movie, she's coming soon, ahh
    She saw the penthouse and panties dropped quickly
    Sloppy top quickly
    Money talk quickly
    Body shock, shе turned her body shop swiftly
    Baby, I'll exprеss it like Basquiat
    Mmm, this is my era
    Girl, I’ll take you there
    Orgasms, no comparin'
    Bad bitches, Venezuelan
    I'm inside of her arepa
    School you, biblioteca
    She's my boo and I might scare her
    Yeah, I might Bel-Air her, ah
    Speak in my Spanish, ah
    She do tricks, I vanish
    I'm a supernova savage
    I showed her the world
    She thinks I'm Aladdin
    Till she gets on her knees on my Persian carpet
    Stole my heart, she's a bandit (mmm, uh, ooh)
    I'm an addict (Yeah, yeah)
    I can't take it for granted (Uh, nah, yeah, oh, yeah)

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    Composition: Daniel Di Angelo

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