You're my angel Sticking on me You're my angel Bringing me to my knees My angel, calling upon me Angel, angel Angel, angel
Tradução: Ese perro. Angel.
, tough luck And we gon fuck the World til that bitch bust nuts I can't tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what And that's, B's up, hoes down
Niggas Careers the End Early Like February Then I come back March And, Hit you with 8 Showers, them Shots Kill Niggas Like? Cause No Body Care About The Nigga That
snooze Wake up exchange a number that I'm not gon' use A tricks the only reason that she got on shoes But I stick to the hot dog and pop corn rules Dedicated
do that 12 bars for that bitch he won't live through that Even a nigga with a ten-year bid knew that Put a gun in his mouth yeah, yeah do that He a pussy
bout my riches, money over bitches [Chorus] [E.D.I.] That's from the time a nigga close his eyes I'm hopin, I hope he awoken Payin my own that's tokin
you already know that i Dunn been all around the world, they dont know that guy But lil' man gon' talk to, i oppose that i He just mad that he aint got
die, they'll read this and say a genius wrote it I grew up without my pops, should that make me bitter? I caught cases I copped out, does that make me
t make it tough - I'll put away my pride Enough's enough I've suffered and I've seen the light Chorus: Baby You're my angel Come and save me tonight You're my angel
Her path, that the dark Had marked its dominion Spaying the confessor Whose caresses she'd known, As whipcord in the House of Dog Her cold cunt meat
