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[Intro] Look [Verse 1] She a angel and she told me I'm her guardian She Jamaican, but her batty look Somalian She rather read, she ain't really into partyin' It's cold outside so I made her wear my cardigan Always switching so they wanna know what cars we in Red seatbelts now they wanna know how fast it is My private life's way better than my public one She thought her ex man was the shit and now she laughs at him So much space up in my crib I feel the draft in it And I don't care if I got racks, I'm still bargaining