My Addiction

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Yeah you remind me of a cigarette, cigarette
And I get angry when there's nothing left, no one left
And when it's cold you warm me up a bit, up a bit
I keep you close my little cigarette, cigarette
And I remember on the day we met, day we met
I had to hide you like a bruised neck, bruised neck
And when it's late and I can't seem to rest, seem to rest
I smoke you down my little cigarette, cigarette
Yeah she said hello and I said hi
I don't really smoke but I'm down to get high
Had a little red lighter by my side
We smoked that shit and then I kissed all night
Now time just flies
But you still fuckin with me
But we ain't good like Bobby and Whitney
Man I really feel like the '07 Britney
I feel guilty, but not ashamed
I'm feelin Superman can you be my Lois Lane
Girl you can't drive, better stay yo lane
You look so good when I start drinking
You start bitching now I'm itching for a
Cigarette, cigarette
And I get angry when there's nothing left, no one left
And when it's cold you warm me up a bit, up a bit
I keep you close my little cigarette, cigarette
And I remember on the day we met, day we met
I had to hide you like a bruised neck, bruised neck
And when it's late and I can't seem to rest, seem to rest
I smoke you down my little cigarette, cigarette
Smooth dude rich and mellow
Please don't turn my white teeth yellow
I'm a super fly young handsome fellow
These nugs got me high like a young Carmelo
Italian ice with the Limoncello
Mixing it up with the shots of Jell-O
Boots are made of armadillo
Crocodile, ostrich, Donatello
Bout to crush this thing just like a Camel
Newport menthol in my flannel
Parliament, p funk that's my channel
When you smell like this well it's a lot to handle
Don't trip, you leave a scent on me
And oh shit, the smell is growing on me
I'm scared to wear you at home
My momma don't like that shit hell no
Cuz you remind her of a cigarette, cigarette
And I get angry when there's nothing left, no one left
And when it's cold you warm me up a bit, up a bit
I keep you close my little cigarette, cigarette
And I remember on the day we met, day we met
I had to hide you like a bruised neck, bruised neck
And when it's late and I can't seem to rest, seem to rest
I smoke you down my little cigarette, cigarette

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