Angels

Bad Boy
Maybach
You ain't even gotta count the money
It's all up
BOSS
All aboard
Last Train to Paris
Heh, via the ghetto
{Maybach Music!}
Uh uh uh uh
I'm a photographer's dream
Countin cream as my chain swing
Mack 11 for the things that the days bring
I'm after cheddar, dirty money, yeah I chase cream
Patent leather like I'm Puffy in my Saleen
I rock jewels like my niggas in the A-Team
I'm outta space, can't you seem I am a al-ien?
My wrist A-list, Audemar is ageless
Bezel lit up like a billboard out in Vegas
You can't be serious baby you know I'm on
Top 5, but can send you to the Most High
Dope boy and that's even in the bowtie
Oh boy, cause you know I got them close ties
(All aboard!) The last train to Paris
Wheels look like a Ferris
Your jeweler should be embarrassed (hahaha!)
Rick the Ruler my mula produce the carats (whaaaa?)
Let's bow our heads
I gave you somethin to cherish
It's that Dirty Money
Came from heaven just to sing a song for you
To the rhythm of my love for you
And now it's beatin slow
And you know, this the end of the road
When I sing that slow song for you
And love was nothin
But another gun for you ('nother gun for you..)
And I would hide it in my helpless soul
I'm not afraid to go down the road where we go
I don't know, you can hear 'em callin, don't you?
When the angels call like
YOOOOOOOO-HOOO~!
If you don't wanna stay you can GO OH
It seems love don't live here no more
The angels are flyin so low, singin to you
(Don't you hear me callin you?)
He's the one you love(cause I hear 'em callin me)
And he's the one you trust(like our time is almost through)
Time is runnin out (There's nothin left to do)
When they're callin you
When the angels call like(I answer)
Uh, uh, uh
Ain't no shook hands in Brook-land
Army fatigue -my fatigue, the enemies
Look man, you wanna see me locked up, shot up
Moms crotched up over the casket, screamin BASTARD
Cryin, know my friends is lyin
Y'all know who killed 'em filled 'em
With the lugars from they Rugers
Or they Desert, dyin ain't the shit but it's pleasant
Kinda quiet, watch my niggas bring the riot
Falling for you
I will tell the angels, "No"
Let 'em turn back into stone
I do(I do) love you (love you)
It's true (It's true)
Fire climbing
We ignore the angels' call!
They were warnings after all
It's cool if I'm
With you
When the angels call like
YOOOOOOOO-HOOO~!
If you don't wanna stay you can GO OH
It seems love don't live here no more
The angels are flyin so low, singin to you
(Don't you hear me callin you?)
He's the one you love(cause I hear 'em callin me)
And he's the one you trust(like our time is almost through)
Time is runnin out (There's nothin left to do)
When they're callin you
When the angels call like(I answer)