Lyrics:
a mango too
Them other girls they ain't in the same bout
You the only one that I wanna take home
Yeah
She gon make it rain
Yeah
She don't play no games
Yeah
likes
Dinners with candle lights
But what do I gotta do baby so I could make her mine
She ain't the regular type
She's a level up, she ain't no hype
Yup
distracted by your movements
No time to get into it
We all wrong; who I'm fooling?
We all sin who I'm fooling?
Bible tats be confusing
They don't match how
she made him his change
She said
"Ain't no one sayin' that it's pretty
But it's always a pretty damn good time
At that Mountain City Titty
Right
oooh)
I got hoes by the three,
Like I was Charlie’s Angels.
And I gave her the game,
Now she working her angle.
To that bread I’m no stranger. (Go
no to know myself
Find me in the clouds where I'm always running
Woah
Shawty told me I'm a nobody
But she ain't wrong I been a problem child all my
close to my heart, I ain't
Styling , you're my dynamite
Angel don't cry am here to stay
My body and soul, yeah, I know they in perfect
I keep you so
tough
See she a angel, she from up above
But it can't happen this forbidden love
She gon keep me off the drugs, now she know wassup
I can tell by your
Ain't no use to sit and cry. You'll be an angel by and by.
[Chorus]
Can't she rock 'em, can't she rock 'em, can't she rock 'em, daddy-e-o
of a button
It's so hard to figure her out without a discussion
She got the face of an angel but for now she ain't budging
She had it hard trynna maintain
They say there's no angels, but I'm staring at one
They say to go solo, if that happens I'd be done
They say 50% ends way too young
But I also think
letters in they journal
Keep 'em on they toes like a midget at the urinal
Bad-Bad-Bad-Bad-Bad-Bad as I wanna be
She ain't bad, she a sad little wannabe
afternoon
She had just one, he was only two
Life ain't a perfect hallelujah
It ain't always what you thought it'd be
There's no going back you can't rewind
the angel sky
Ain't no lie
She a heavenly sent from above
She got me off my feet like a dove
N I think about her every day every month
She wonders what she
daddy can't rest I'm a bad son
Shit i ain't no throwing no tantrums
But music ain't filling my bank son
Slowly she gone let me fuck her slowly
Holy she's
shit's Asriel as it gets no angel's taking us up
So chill and light up some wind
Or sit and sip on a cup
Fuck the world like it's COVID cause' I came
out with that foreign love
Cocaina slanga, a hunnid of 'em, just sold it all
Surrounded by the angels, diamonds on when I'm talkin' love
She wanna be
a doozie
cause she talking hella loosly
trying to seduce me
but I ain't fuckin a under age groupie
But I wish I was fuckin, and suckin buckin,
and crushin,
She ain't yo bitch don't put yo all she be picking favorites
Why everybody say they changed but be on the same shit?
Bet this chopper blow his brain I
Angels around me floating, I'm seeing all white every time that she coming so far out the way!
Jacquemus on me and I be so fly!
Figure this shit out
She likes to laugh she likes to sing
She likes to draw most anything
She plays piano and wears bling
And she is cool she is no fool she is my girl
in a couple of years
She wants to have it all but this isn't 30 Rock, Jack Donaghy ain't gonna further the plot
So she rolls the calls, she hits
enough to put up with the cheatin'
Months go by and only see him for a weekend
I say a prayer, hope my girl ain't leavin'
We all got angels, we all got
never know what to do with my lovin'
She's the type to let her dreams die
She will never know what to do with my lovin'
She's the type to let her angels
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