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" Fallen Angel "
If I could, take a trip, to outer space,
She would be the one, I will see, when I get, to Heavens gate,
She would welcome me, with her arms, open wide and her smile,
Would shine on me brighter than the sun,
She hasn't had a fair chance, so I'll give her one
Let me tell you who she is yea
She's a fallen angel (sent from heaven up above)
She's a fallen angel (waiting for me to love her, yea)
She's a fallen angel (take your judgement off her)
(I know cause) she's a fallen angel (you know)
Maybe I should, help her mend, her broken wings, so she can fly again,
But I don't, wanna lose everything that I've gained,
Does that make me a selfish man oh,
'Cause without my heart just don't go, no more, no more,
I couldn't take the pain of watching her fly away
So say that you'll stay, she's my
She's a fallen angel (sent from heaven up above)
She's a fallen angel (waiting for me to love her, yea)
She's a fallen angel (so take your judgement off her)
(I know cause) she's a fallen angel (don't' you)
Baby don't you worry, I'm gonna help you fly,
Just take me under your wing and we can reach the sky
Baby don't you worry, I'm gonna help you fly,
Lil mama don't you worry you gonna reach the sky, (she's a)
She's a fallen angel (hey, hey, sent from heaven up above, just for me)
She's a fallen angel (waiting for me to wrap my heart around her, no)
She's a fallen angel (we can do without your judgement, oh)
She's a fallen angel (yea, oh)
Baby I know, I know that they hurt you, but I'm here, to take it all away, so if you let me,
you know what just put your heart in my hands, and everything they said, I take it back, like this:
[following lyrics rewound]
You don't mean nothing,
I don't want ya,
I don't need ya,
Never loved ya,
You're nobody,
You'll never make it,
You're a mistake, oh
" I'm So Raw "
Look I'm so raw, turn the oven on
Chef Papa John, I get the parmesan
She want a yellow nigga, corn on the cob
Indian giver, slob on my knob
The bitch blow hard, harder than some Halls
Here, take 'em all, you'll be straight in the morn'
I'm two peace gone, I'm never gon' call
Fly nigga, I don't wear it if it's in the mall
Seen it on the blogs, these motherfuckers cost
Yves Saint Laurent, you can tell by the fonts
I do what I want, wake up when it's lunch
Walk like I'm drunk, uh, swagga so uh
Goyard trunks, go around, I got a bunch
Tell TSA, bitch, get up out my stuff
I wouldn't recommend you to ever check 'em in
I started with the end so when do I begin?
I'm so raw, turn the oven on
Chef Papa John, I get the parmesan
Pocket full of paper, underage in casinos
You wanna see ID, oh? But I'm in the suite though
Here my room-key, go, room movin' slow-mo
Fans want a photo, but it's my turn to roll
Hold up, baby, hold those, you see I'm chillin', dolo
Lens with a logo, pinky ring, Frodo
I'm feelin' my self, no ho-h-h-homo
Hold that beat, poor that more ro-r-r-roso
Rosé, you bozos, couldn't speak what I'm on
You would need Rosetta Stone
All these niggas all clones, we be originals
Young Money Seminoles, tribe full of generals
Don't ask me shit unless it's in a interview, nigga
Unless it's in a interview
Ha, don't talk to me, I'm not your friend
I'm just a fan of a fan
Haha, I love all my fans though
Mm
" Desperado "
Shit is kinda crazy, how you work me, lady
Thought I wouldn't notice, I can see you changin'
When did all this happen? (Oh) All this extra foreplay?
How you gon' try to play me then go and try to kiss my face?
I want you to know that it's over, get your shit right now (Right now)
Go, ho, I guess the good guys always play the fool
I want you to know that I'll be fine if you not my girl
Don't need you anymore, don't love you anymore
'Cause you're a cold desperado
No more lies and me feelin' like something's wrong
You got me, good one, baby
Why'd you break my heart?
Never thought you were this way before, huh, but now I know
But I ain't gonna run away
And little mama, you won't put me out 'cause I bought this house, so leave
If you so fly, be gone
If you the shit, here's some toilet paper
You did me a favor
I want you to know that it's over, get your shit right now (Right now)
Go, ho, I guess the good guys always play the fool
I want you to know that I'll be fine if you not my girl
Don't need you anymore, don't love you anymore
'Cause you're a cold desperado
" Terminator "
G-girl, you got to feel good, feel good
Girl, you got to feel good
I see you drinkin' out the bottle, baby
And then you think of me, it drives you crazy
Tell me, who else can set your soul on fire?
My love is up there, let me take you higher (Higher)
Tell me, does it feel good when I'm touchin' you, you?
'Cause it feels good when you touchin' on me
Does it feel good? (Fell good) Touchin' you
Tell me, does it feel good?
I wanna know what's on your mind
I'm runnin' outta time (Yeah)
I wanna know what's on your mind
I'm runnin' outta time (Ooh-ooh)
Please, please, please, please (Yeah)
Tell me what do you see
Terminator? Bad machine?
Hop on my elevator, let's just go up
You wanna say no but your heart is sold (Hey)
Tell me, who else can get your blood running?
They wanna stop, hell no, let's keep it goin' (Keep it goin')
Tell me, does it feel good (Does it feel good?) when I'm touchin' you, you?
'Cause it feels good (Oh) when you touchin' on me
Does it feel good? (Fell good) Touchin' you
Tell me, does it feel good?
I wanna know what's on your mind (Yeah)
I'm runnin' outta time (Yeah)
I wanna know what's on your mind (Yeah)
I'm runnin' outta time (Ooh-ooh)
Please, please, please, please (Yeah)
Tell me what do you see
Terminator? Bad machine?
You are the girl I've been dreaming of (Of, of)
How far would you go just to have my love?
Sometimes, I love you, can't tell when it's coming (No, no)
Right here in front of you, you gotta stop running (Here we go)
Before you lose it, oh yeah, oh yeah
Before you lose it (Ooh-ooh), oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh!
I wanna know what's on your mind (Yeah)
I'm runnin' outta time
I wanna know what's on your mind (Woo!)
I'm runnin' outta time
Please, please, please, please (Yeah)
Tell me what do you see (Ooh-ooh)
Terminator? Bad machine?
Terminator? Bad machine?
" Lipstick On The Glass "
How did we get to my place?
After last night, I'm looking for steps to trace
All I know is we made love all over my place
And that's all I can remember, but my condo gave the play-by-play
It started when I seen all of the bottles of Patrón
Empty, obvious that somethin' crazy here went on
Sex was everywhere, whipped cream all over the counter
But she's nowhere to be found
I took a look around, but the only thing I found was
Lipstick on the glass (Oh)
'Cause we drank, got drunk, that night, we lived it up (Oh)
Yeah, that night we did it up
And now the only trace I found was lipstick on the glass (Oh)
Shot after shot, we got high, sippin', we tore it up (Oh)
Now all I got left is the lipstick on the glass
I can still smell your perfume in my home
I can still taste the sweetness of your touch
I should ask the neighbors, maybe they know
I know they heard us lovin' on the night before
I'm tryna find out where you are, hope you not very far
I gotta find you, girl, where we can have another night with all these
Bottles of Patrón
Empty, obvious that somethin' crazy here went on
Sex was everywhere, whipped cream all over the counter
But she's nowhere to be found
I took a look around, that's when I saw that she left the
Lipstick on the glass (Oh)
'Cause we drank, got drunk, that night, we lived it up (Oh)
Yeah, that night we lived up
And now the only trace I found was lipstick on the glass (Oh)
Shot after shot, we got high, sippin', we tore it up (Oh)
Now all I got left is the lipstick on the glass
Left her lipstick on the glass (Oh)
She left her lipstick on the glass (Oh)
Saying this the best night she ever had (Oh)
Lipstick on my glass
Saying call her A.S.A.P., she'll be ready
Lipstick on the glass (Oh)
'Cause we drank, got drunk, that night, we lived it up (Oh)
Yeah, that night we did it up
And now the only trace I found was lipstick on the glass (Oh)
Shot after shot, we got high, sippin', we tore it up (Oh)
Now all I got left is the lipstick on the glass