Not All Girls Are The Same (feat. Dro Kenji)
๐ต 1453 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:37 duration
๐ ID: 13078971
๐ Lyrics
She's running to my aim, yah
That's 8
Umm
Ah
Not all girls are the same
She's running to my aim, yah
Think I don't need re-arrange
I'd rather losing my name (Ah)
Not all girls are the same
She's running though my veins, yah
Think I don't need this arrange
I'd rather losing my face, yah
They looking for my soul, but she has stolen it over
I feel like I get higher from this discomposure
I'm talking to a Devil and a Devil on my shoulders
Would-would you raise me?
Or would you erase me?
Your smell makes me high
Is so fucking tasty, eight
Out of body
She don't love me
Barely hardly
Ride on my D
Like a Harley
Im'ma smoker
Bob Marley
She a player
Hotty, hotty
I'm a shooter
Bodies, bodies
She a thugger
Thuggy, thuggy
We look like a hot tamale
Yeah
Quicker
I need a better listener
My DJ's gave her sizzlers
I cut her off like scissors
Uh huh
I been running round the city thinking bout you all day
There was nothing I could do thought about it all day
(Aha, aha)
I see you, you're my dream girl... (Dream world)
Ah
Not all girls are the same
She's running to my aim, yah
Think I don't need re-arrange
Id rather losing my name
Not all girls are the same
She's running though my veins, yah
Think I don't need this arrange
I'd rather losing my face, yah
(Multi-universe 8)
We're running thought this game, yah
I'd rather loosing my face then YOU
Not all girls are the same, yah
Oh-oh
Ooh-oh
She's not like them all, yeah
She's not like them all
That's 8
Umm
Ah
Not all girls are the same
She's running to my aim, yah
Think I don't need re-arrange
I'd rather losing my name (Ah)
Not all girls are the same
She's running though my veins, yah
Think I don't need this arrange
I'd rather losing my face, yah
They looking for my soul, but she has stolen it over
I feel like I get higher from this discomposure
I'm talking to a Devil and a Devil on my shoulders
Would-would you raise me?
Or would you erase me?
Your smell makes me high
Is so fucking tasty, eight
Out of body
She don't love me
Barely hardly
Ride on my D
Like a Harley
Im'ma smoker
Bob Marley
She a player
Hotty, hotty
I'm a shooter
Bodies, bodies
She a thugger
Thuggy, thuggy
We look like a hot tamale
Yeah
Quicker
I need a better listener
My DJ's gave her sizzlers
I cut her off like scissors
Uh huh
I been running round the city thinking bout you all day
There was nothing I could do thought about it all day
(Aha, aha)
I see you, you're my dream girl... (Dream world)
Ah
Not all girls are the same
She's running to my aim, yah
Think I don't need re-arrange
Id rather losing my name
Not all girls are the same
She's running though my veins, yah
Think I don't need this arrange
I'd rather losing my face, yah
(Multi-universe 8)
We're running thought this game, yah
I'd rather loosing my face then YOU
Not all girls are the same, yah
Oh-oh
Ooh-oh
She's not like them all, yeah
She's not like them all