Oh my God, brie Ooh, it's too dangerous You on the ceiling like a reptilian scandalous Is it me or is she flying off that angel dust? She can't be bothered conversating with the rest of us Got a token of wisdom, go ahead and try your luck She'll do anything for her to get with the golden buck Fortunately, she is not with us, she's in the angel dust Biting her fist, smoking it up Biting her fist, smoking it up (yeah) He wanna touch, I said: Stop, run that shit up, yeah He wanna touch, I said: Stop, run that shit up, yeah No, I wanna fight, boom, bet that she alright, yeah I bet she alright, yeah Talk me, my I could never trust you Blazing through the heat as well 'Cause that's what I'm supposed to do Do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Everybody here is your friend Until you go and don't let in Precious love and innocence Burn it up inside that bin Angels turning into hustlers You won't be able to muster Oh Go, go, go, go Go, go, go, go I don't want to see you no more More, more, more, more More, more, more, more Ooh, it's too dangerous You on the ceiling like a reptilian scandalous Is it me or is she flying off that angel dust? She won't bother conversating with the rest of us If you got a token of wisdom, go try your luck She'll do anything for her to get with the golden buck But, she is not with us, she's in the angel dust Biting her fist, smoking it up Biting her fist, smoking it up (yeah)