Evil Woman - Theophilus London Remix
Oh, we were dancing in the dark
Light flashes, she's not there
I didn't have the heart
To tell her I was scared
It was doomed from the start
I should've ran instead
The thickness of her hair
Concealed her horns and tail
Is it bad that I wanna touch you?
Let me feel you, girl
I wanna love you, let me lay between your legs
'Cause I can see you
You know I've been reading you, girl
And I still love you even though the devil's there
If I die, send a message from the other side
"I love this evil woman," yeah
My death, her sex, this is suicide
But I love this evil woman, yeah
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no
'Tis, this the season, criss cross the reason
Get on my knees in the Garden of Eden
You got me thinkin' bout my life a bit
You got me watchin' who around me, 'cause this life's a bitch
You all luscious, and I like this fit
You gon' make me cop all the Chanel wifey kicks
She got that good soft, soft, I'm on my knees for her
And some fine curves, girl, I wanna sleep on it
She cook lots of, lots of fine rasta pasta
Wine's from Brazil, real, it's chill
Girl, I'll give you the real
Jordan 5's
It's in my will
Next time you gamble, you better bet a bandy
Understand me, I'm with the souls in Miami
What season
You in a jammy
Black Rick
Word to mammy
If I die, send a message from the other side
"I love this evil woman," yeah
My death, her sex, this is suicide
But I love this evil woman, yeah
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no (no)
Light flashes, she's not there
I didn't have the heart
To tell her I was scared
It was doomed from the start
I should've ran instead
The thickness of her hair
Concealed her horns and tail
Is it bad that I wanna touch you?
Let me feel you, girl
I wanna love you, let me lay between your legs
'Cause I can see you
You know I've been reading you, girl
And I still love you even though the devil's there
If I die, send a message from the other side
"I love this evil woman," yeah
My death, her sex, this is suicide
But I love this evil woman, yeah
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no
'Tis, this the season, criss cross the reason
Get on my knees in the Garden of Eden
You got me thinkin' bout my life a bit
You got me watchin' who around me, 'cause this life's a bitch
You all luscious, and I like this fit
You gon' make me cop all the Chanel wifey kicks
She got that good soft, soft, I'm on my knees for her
And some fine curves, girl, I wanna sleep on it
She cook lots of, lots of fine rasta pasta
Wine's from Brazil, real, it's chill
Girl, I'll give you the real
Jordan 5's
It's in my will
Next time you gamble, you better bet a bandy
Understand me, I'm with the souls in Miami
What season
You in a jammy
Black Rick
Word to mammy
If I die, send a message from the other side
"I love this evil woman," yeah
My death, her sex, this is suicide
But I love this evil woman, yeah
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no (no)
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Ridha, Steven Clark, Danny Spadaro
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