All Dogs Go 2 Heaven

High octane on the gas, go light speed
I'm in the hotel, I ain't talking Lawsy
Bad ass bih, yeah I know she like me
She lost her phone now this woe got to write me-

Woah, yeah
Okay, let's go
Don't know
Yeah, let's go
Yeah yeah

Man down, man down
Sent him to a ghost town
All dogs go to heaven, so I got a ghost hound
Man down, man down
Don't know where to go now
I might hide up in the clouds
It's a long way down

High octane on the gas, go light speed
I'm in the hotel, I ain't talking Lawsy
Bad ass bih, yeah, I know she like me
She lost her phone now this woe got to write me
A letter
My boy, he got a beretta
Coo-coolin' in a Polo sweater
I'm on my grind like I'm Reda

Still, I'm all smiles and all
Wearing all black, like it's a funeral
I hit a few in a row, feel like my cover was blown
You never answered your phone, you never answer your phone

But I ain't tripping, yeah yeah
Still go the distance, yeah yeah
Still with my twin and we stay up
And I'm still with the slayers
But I'm still hurt like Leandoer
But I'm still hurt like Leandoer
I wish I never knew her
I wish I never knew her

Wish I never knew her (Woah!)
(Wish I never knew her)
(Wish I never knew her)

Man down, man down
Sent him to a ghost town
All dogs go to heaven, so I got a ghost hound
Man down, man down
Don't know where to go now
I might hide up in the clouds
It's a long way down

High octane on the gas, go light speed
I'm in the hotel, I ain't talking Lawsy
Bad ass bih, yeah, I know she like me
She lost her phone now this woe got to write me
A letter
My boy, he got a beretta
Coo-coolin' in a Polo sweater
I'm on my grind like I'm Reda



Credits
Writer(s): Roberto Malave
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