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[Verse 1]
As my train rolls, a text from an angel
Hits my iphone. love her, I don't.
But she still wanna see me later,
Her stalker instinct too extreme to date her

I can't get too close to groupies
In the club they pickpocket you for your room keys
And show up at your hotel lobby
Quit playin' girlfriend you way too obvious

Seduction is the art that she practices
She dress good

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