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Angel or demon, you
Playin' with me means you're playin' to lose

And what the hell am I doing here, smoking with the powerful
Ten days in Adeje, I think I can get used to it
The car's so big it's embarrassing
I don't even know where to start, ten years without confessing

Baby, get on your knees
Let's kill some time until the dealer gets back to us
Everything's a sign if you're crazy enough
The half you gave me there made me feel in love

I roll under the effects with all my dogs
Cruisin' through the city
Baby, she makes love to me (baby, she makes love to me)
Like it's her profession

Mirror on the ceiling, that's how God sees us
If I take you to heaven, tell me what He thought
I'm with models, dancers, players
We understand each other well, cash is the language

Loves luxury and that shit, the frontin' and that shit
Baby, we're soulmates, we don't mess with just anyone
Sunglasses in the club, pupils wide open
Shorty hooks up with a dime, we share her halfway

They say money is the root of evil
I'm in love with the root of evil