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carullo - dancing with the devil lyrics
[chorus]
never sell my soul
dead pres’ in the rolls
stars sparkle on the diamond, the pinky ring
negative temperature, froze
never sell my soul
never dance with ‘vil
stars spangled on the top of the phantom
i get it the way that it goes
mike amiri, mike amiri
billie jean, billie jean
turn every shoe to a louboutin
what is not given is taken for me
mother mary, mother mary
save mе, save me
i’m just trying to make it up from thе mud, so this dirt is not nothing to me
[verse]
no one support or show love when you genuine, they rather get what’ll go
they see the red on the dress, and they ask for the dance, and she lead ‘em right up to the floor
couple of minutes they pass, and they’re still in the trance from the beauty that got ‘em on hold
everyone looking with envy like “look at the lady he dancing with got ‘em so close”
baddest b___h in room
everyone wishing that they could be you, but you wish for their role
start to question was it worth what you sacrificed, now that you got her up on you as yours
what’s it worth for the life if you living it fast then you ain’t given s__t when you go
leave a soul for a pretty face, but a pretty face always gets old
mid_dance now you stuck in position, and wonder what’s up on the floor
look up and look around, no one is looking no more, like you look like a ghost
pretty lady in the red dress, she tighten her grip and she ain’t letting go
she start to look up ain’t look at her face, you was facing the body before
eyes red, eyes red
same colour as the dress
infatuated with the lifestyle
you ain’t know what you get
never sell away my soul
work ‘til i’m popping a vessel
they take the easy way out
they’ve been dancing with the devil
[chorus]
never sell my soul
dead pres’ in the rolls
stars sparkle on the diamond, the pinky ring
negative temperature, froze
never sell my soul
never dance with ‘vil
stars spangled on the top of the phantom
i get it the way that it goes
mike amiri, mike amiri
billie jean, billie jean
turn every shoe to a louboutin
what is not given is taken for me
mother mary, mother mary
save me, save me
i’m just trying to make it up from the mud, so this dirt is not nothing to me
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