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    Yea
    Yea yea
    Yea

    Woman set my soul on fire
    I don't know if she want my love
    Or she want a good time
    But I wanna get to know you
    Woman set my soul on fire
    I don't know if she want my love
    Or she want a good time
    But I wanna get to know you

    Yeah
    Woman set my soul on fire
    I don't know if she want my love or she want a good time
    But I wanna get to know you
    Wouldn't hold you
    Too focused on my money and motives
    Couldn't if I wanted
    I'm not your controlla
    Doll I'm just a poet

    Yeah
    Accustomed to pot and white noise
    Bon voyage
    If you get too close
    I'll do right by you, though you know it
    For now we just flowing
    We going through the motions, yea

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    Give you the bank
    Call you Shabba Ranks
    All gold, no rings, just plates
    All of it, yeah karats on the placement
    I know you fell for me in my laid back phase
    But now I got money to make
    Walk with me
    Check you statements
    I know you stay with me cause my first place mental state basic
    Far from that stage wasted, not my life

    Woman set my soul on fire
    I don't know if she want my love or she want a good time
    But I wanna get to know you
    (Love letters said on em stages please)
    Woman set my soul on fire
    I don't know if she want my love or she want a good time
    But I wanna get to know you

    Baby, I don't need nobody
    I promise
    If I said I didn't need you around, I'd be lying
    Yeah
    I sweet talk
    You see through my fire, see through my eyes
    Wanna share my life, share my light
    My fire
    Baby light my

    Woman set my soul on fire
    I don't know if she want my love or she want a good time
    But I wanna get to know you
    (Just get to know you baby)
    Woman set my soul on fire
    I don't know if she want my love or she want a good time
    But I wanna get to know you
    Wouldn't hold you
    Too focused on my money and motives
    Couldn't if I wanted
    I'm not your controlla
    Doll I'm just a poet

    Yeah
    Accustomed to pot and white noise
    Bon voyage
    If you get too close
    I'll do right by you, though you know it
    For now we just flowing
    We going through the motions, yea

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    Composition: Kenya Rae Johnson

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