Lyrics:
Yeah
Self Spoken Sound
It’s Lau (Larry fucking Beats nigga)
Alright
I am a butterfly, they tryna clip my wings
I know they wasn’t ready for the shit
what you do
Your brand of voodoo
Is too much for me
Tina, Tina, Tina, Tina ah ha!
Oh how I dream of
Stealin' your charms
I'm gonna marry you
a building It's already on the floor, now it's stacked to the ceiling
Tryna make a killin' with this rap shit Before I slide by a nigga's block, tryna clap
You got it wrong, but you got it made
A lot of weight but you gotta wait for a lot of aid though
And I'm not a maid or amazed by the raise in your
'm causing a riot
I make the product
You can come buy it
Straight out the jungle
You call me a Lion
Stretch out my wings
You know that I'm flying
You know that
Riding with my baby in a brand new Mercedes
Money on my mind but I'll never let it change me
All I ever wanted was a little respect
Now we going up,
Whether by accident, staged or you was baited
I sit here and and wish I had the chance to meet you
How many times someone could of interjected, who knew
thang
I don't gang-bang but I bang-bang
I pull up to the club, I got on eight chains
Took that bitch to Wings-N-Things, she wanna be my main
Brown
I bought a brand new airmobile,
It was a custom made, it was a flightning deal.
With a powerful motor and a hide away wing,
Push in on the button,
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
like I was to you
Wish I could stop by
And maybe say hi
Wish I could jus' stop by
And lay by your side
The tables have turned
And I
darkened sight
can imagine you
Come to me
with your brand new pair of wings
Day by day people say I'm sick
I don't believe, but someone can create you now
strap
In my brand new jeans
If I catch a pussy lack, I'ma flap
Give him wings
Made a Clucker spot the trap
I forgot he a fiend
As long as he don't make it
made for
Halo with your wings no more dreams anymore, I said
Halo with your wings no more dreams anymore
Smoke smell on my clothes like a brand name
Pour
along the way
With every daybreak comes a brand-new day
I close my eyes to sleep but I only dream
About all the things I've ever wanted to be
Time passes
what you do
Your brand of voodoo
Is too much for me
Tina, Tina, Tina, Tina ah ha!
Oh how I dream of
Stealin' your charms
I'm gonna marry you
what you do
Your brand of voodoo
Is too much for me
Tina, Tina, Tina, Tina ah ha!
Oh how I dream of
Stealin' your charms
I'm gonna marry you
fuck with me?)
I'm in the sky, I slit my wings with silver cutters (Halo)
Made up my mind, I changed my mind, it's full of hunnids
She say she need me,
slowin
So that me my brand my legacy keep growin
Yeh yeh
Time is money an I cannot waste a moment
Even if I'm tired I gotta jus keep goin
Fast past 25-8
I bought a brand new airmobile
It was custom made
It was a Flight DeVille
With an outboard motor
And some hideaway wings
Push in
I bought a brand-new air-mobile
It custom-made, 'twas a Flight De Ville
With a pow'ful motor and some hideaway wings
Push in on the button and you
When your world is hollow
And it's too hard to let go
A brand new tomorrow
Feels impossible
When the shame inside you
Has a permanent hold
No one
Sometimes it's hard just to be yourself
I know you know
So close to tears
Wanted to give up
I am all alone
But now you're here
Right by my side
And I
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