Angel Dust (feat. Sawse)
I cannot trust all my women these bitches be playing them games too much
I'm in a coupe and its lemon like tiller I made an exchange so what
I always be fly I wanna get high I wanna go way way up
You ain't gotta be shy I'm rubbing your thighs
You got that angel dust
I cannot trust all my women these bitches be playing them games too much
I'm in a coupe and its lemon like tiller I made an exchange so what
I always be fly I wanna get high I wanna go way way up
You ain't gotta be shy I'm rubbing your thighs
You got that angel dust
What's yo zip code
Girl I can change your latitude
Chocolates and roses bae
I could never be mad at you
It's a new millennium and all these girls play games
If you go through her ig you'll never be the same yea
Looking for love you probably won't find it
Light up the club my diamonds are shining
I'm all inside of yo womb
Come with me go to the moon
She claim the she dont talk to nobody
I cannot believe her
Her phone always blowing up
It's like she got a fucking beeper
I cannot trust all my women these bitches be playing them games too much
I'm in a coupe and its lemon like tiller I made an exchange so what
I always be fly I wanna get high I wanna go way way up
You ain't gotta be shy I'm rubbing your thighs
You got that angel dust
I cannot trust all my women these bitches be playing them games too much
I'm in a coupe and its lemon like tiller I made an exchange so what
I always be fly I wanna get high I wanna go way way up
You ain't gotta be shy im rubbing your thighs
You got that angel dust
She got that angel dust
Play the field i just cant with her
Fuck them cleats time to hang them up
She got that potion just got a taste of her
Starving
Fill my face with her
Charges
Catch a case in her
Laying it down
While im in the pussy standing up
Screaming loud
I can tell you just cant get enough
Ooh
We going rounds baby i cant lose
Plan a or plan b
I cant choose
Bend it over can you touch your ankles
Flip it over can you change your angle
I cannot trust all my women these bitches be playing them games to much
I'm in a coupe and its lemon like tiller I made an exchange so what
I always be fly i wanna get high i wanna go way way up
You aint gotta be shy im rubbing your thighs
You got that angel dust
I cannot trust all my women these bitches be playing them games to much
I'm in a coupe and its lemon like tiller I made an exchange so what
I always be fly i wanna get high i wanna go way way up
You aint gotta be shy im rubbing your thighs
You got that angel dust
I'm in a coupe and its lemon like tiller I made an exchange so what
I always be fly I wanna get high I wanna go way way up
You ain't gotta be shy I'm rubbing your thighs
You got that angel dust
I cannot trust all my women these bitches be playing them games too much
I'm in a coupe and its lemon like tiller I made an exchange so what
I always be fly I wanna get high I wanna go way way up
You ain't gotta be shy I'm rubbing your thighs
You got that angel dust
What's yo zip code
Girl I can change your latitude
Chocolates and roses bae
I could never be mad at you
It's a new millennium and all these girls play games
If you go through her ig you'll never be the same yea
Looking for love you probably won't find it
Light up the club my diamonds are shining
I'm all inside of yo womb
Come with me go to the moon
She claim the she dont talk to nobody
I cannot believe her
Her phone always blowing up
It's like she got a fucking beeper
I cannot trust all my women these bitches be playing them games too much
I'm in a coupe and its lemon like tiller I made an exchange so what
I always be fly I wanna get high I wanna go way way up
You ain't gotta be shy I'm rubbing your thighs
You got that angel dust
I cannot trust all my women these bitches be playing them games too much
I'm in a coupe and its lemon like tiller I made an exchange so what
I always be fly I wanna get high I wanna go way way up
You ain't gotta be shy im rubbing your thighs
You got that angel dust
She got that angel dust
Play the field i just cant with her
Fuck them cleats time to hang them up
She got that potion just got a taste of her
Starving
Fill my face with her
Charges
Catch a case in her
Laying it down
While im in the pussy standing up
Screaming loud
I can tell you just cant get enough
Ooh
We going rounds baby i cant lose
Plan a or plan b
I cant choose
Bend it over can you touch your ankles
Flip it over can you change your angle
I cannot trust all my women these bitches be playing them games to much
I'm in a coupe and its lemon like tiller I made an exchange so what
I always be fly i wanna get high i wanna go way way up
You aint gotta be shy im rubbing your thighs
You got that angel dust
I cannot trust all my women these bitches be playing them games to much
I'm in a coupe and its lemon like tiller I made an exchange so what
I always be fly i wanna get high i wanna go way way up
You aint gotta be shy im rubbing your thighs
You got that angel dust
Credits
Writer(s): Kenny Glover
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