When I’m good, I’m the baddest
Put myself on the atlas
You put yourselves on the mattress
Kiss the girl in the lobby
'Cause she asked so politely
You can call me tonight
My mind is playing tricks on you
Tonight, tonight
Good news, you’re invited
I’ll tell you (what the bout is?)
You can’t lose, if you play the cards right
We need to talk, we’ll sit in silence
If you’re looking, hope you find it
Check the pocket of my leather jacket
My mind is playing tricks on you
My mind keeps playing tricks on you
My mind is playing tricks on you
Tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
Talk shit, keep behind it
With one hit, you think you got it
But we haven’t even met yet
My mind is playing tricks on you
My mind keeps playing tricks on you
My mind is playing tricks on you
My mind keeps playing tricks on you
Tonight
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