Veto Roxe - Devil's Lounge Lyrics

Oh and she had the goods on me, too
She knew all my little Peccadilloes
People call these things imperfections
But they're not, aw that's the good stuff
And then we get to choose who we let into our weird little worlds
Oooh
Sell your soul, to the light
Peruse the Lord, in no Time (In no Time)
Defeat the purpose, Now
Perform the Heimlich, I
Think i might blow, Dynamite (Dynamite)
Shawty finds me, in Devil's' Lounge
She sees me throwing cash
Straight to the Demons lap
Xanax candy, wish i could take it back
She go 'round 'round 'round 'round the pole
With certain fashion in a nick of time
A mighty fine, Am i still stuck in time?
(Stuck in time)
They tryina lock me up
And stop me down from spending more
Time to ride 'em wild like some Rodeos
Wear bulletproof vest to just show 'em they cant hurt my soul
But you might hurt my soul
I drank so much and got me a lap dance just to forget
(Just to forget)
I got my Angels and i got my Demons fighting over what's fair
(What it is fair)
They don't want hear me nor they wanna look
Thought they just playing dead
They tried to ask for remorse but that ship has been set sail
Hosta luago
Loot em and leave em all fake golds
Fake hoes, same style, same pose
Same dose gonna get me moving so slow
(So slow)