Oh yes you are The devil in disguise You're the devil in disguise You look like an angel Walk like an angel Talk like an angel But I got wise You fooled me with your kisses You cheated and you schemed

Bitch I'm rich as fuck, bitch I'm rich as fuck I get 10 Brazilians like I'm Dan Bilzerian I'mma get some sauce, I'mma get some sauce Them hoes can sick a duck, bitches sick a duck They gon' talk about me, they gon' talk about me They can't walk around

Walk it, like I talk it Walk it, like I talk it (walk it) Walk it, like I talk it (yeah!) Walk it, walk it like I talk it (walk it) Walk it, like I talk it (woo!) Walk it, walk it like I talk it (talk it) Walk it, like I talk it (let's go) Walk it, like

Show me that you walk with me Show me that you love me Hopefully, just above me, heaven's watching over me I realize as I lay down to sleep, we haven't spoke in weeks So many things that I'd like to know... Come have a talk with me I need a sign,

Oh, oobee doo, I wanna be like you I wanna walk like you, talk like you, too You'll just see it's true, an ape like me Now I'm the King of the swingers Oh, the jungle VIP I've reached the top and had to stop And that's what's botherin' me I wanna be a

And my eyes so low, soon as I walk in I got a joint rolled you know that I'mma spark it That's why I ride so slow, me and my gangsters I hear 'em talkin' like they livin' but they ain't us Pockets, they swole I won't leave here alone, came here with no

I'm walkin' out the door with you on my mind I walked into the street, talkin' to myself I met a brand new girl, phone to make a date You say you love me, baby, don't know what to do But every step away from you, I feel like cryin' No matter what my

Must be talking to an angel And they're playing with my heart No-one on earth could feel like this I'm thrown and overblown with bliss There must be an angel Playing with my heart I walk into an empty room And suddenly my heart goes "boom" It's an

Tenth Avenue freeze-out I'm talking 'bout a Tenth Tear drops on the city, Bad Scooter searching for his groove Seem like the whole world walking pretty and you can't find the room to move Well, everybody better move over, that's all 'Cause I'm running on

I don't know why I come here, But I know I'll never leave, I stay pretty stuck in a rut like I should I might walk a lil funny but my walk is me I might stutter when I talk but I say what I see I don't agree with every other li'l thing that's proven I