I am on fire, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
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I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
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Tell me why that everything that's bad feels so fuckin good?
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Devil in a red dress, she killin' me I knew she would.
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So bury me one foot for every inch of heel she's wearin'.
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UGH, I'm in lust still I can't trust this bitch, but I keep on starin'.
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What? Matter of fact, fuck that no emotions let's get high as fuck.
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I don't need a light she burn me up, pullin' out white like a styrofoam cup, no haircut but she lines me up.
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What the fuck? I don't even do this shit.
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What would happen if my friends knew this shit?
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And why the hell can't I refuse this bitch?
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This shit is crazy.
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I am on fire, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
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I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
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She got her legs spread wide for the kid and she beggin' me to come and get up in it,
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touchin' herself, while I took off of my 11s.
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Gotta a girl back home, and she callin' every minute.
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So I pick up like, "Bitch! Mind your motha fuckin business! "
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I'm serious. I'm trippin'.
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No, literally I'm trippin' out of all those drinks anything could've slipped in.
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Not to mention what she had me sniffin'.
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But she grabbed my dick, told me to forget about it and bit my lip.
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I told her, "Turn around while I turn the music loud. Whenever the bass hits then you strip."
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And then she did, but she pulled a little baggie out of her panties and put a pill on her breast.
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My mind said no, my dick said yes.
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I'm willin' to do whatever to feel her sex.
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This shit is crazy.
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I am on fire, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
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I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
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And she told me,
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"Speed it up, fuck me good, beat this pussy up like you should. Lay back down, keep it up, lemme show you how a real bitch do."
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All she wanna do is get dick and run.
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All I wanna do with this chick is cum.
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I've been in the pussy for about 2 hours, but I can't feel my shit, I'm numb.
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Her legs shakin' and my legs do the same, but it moves to my chest, to my brain, to the nerves in my face, so I can't feel that motha fucka.
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This ain't novocaine, bitch quit playin'. I don't even know your name.
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What the fuck you do to me?
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She said, "Them the same ones that I oz-ed to Mike P and the one that made you OD."
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You stupid bitch...
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[Sounds] [Giggling]
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I am on fire, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
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I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
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On Fire (Drug Dealer Girl Part II)
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Mike Posner |