Angels (Remix) [feat. Rick Ross]

I'm a photographers dream* Counting cream as my chain swing Mack 11 for the things that the days bring I'm after chedder deadin money yeah I chase cream Patent leather like I'm Puffy in my Saline[? ], I rock jewels like my n-ggas in the A-Team I'm out in space can't you seem I am a Alien My wrist A-List, Audemar's ageless, Bezel lit up like a billboard out in Vegas You can't be serious baby you know I'm on... Top 5 but continue to the most high Dope boy and there's even in the bow tie 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 Rick the Ruler my mula produce the carrots Let's bow our heads I gave you something to cherish Came from the heavens just to sing a song for you To the rythym of my love for you, and now it's beating slow, and you know This the end of the road when I sing this slow song for you you And love was nothin but another gun for you And I would hide it in my hopeless soul I'm not afraid to go down the road where we go, I don't know, you can hear them callin, don't you, when the angels call like Yoooooooooooo If you don't wanna stay you can goo But since love don't live here no more The angels are flying so low, singing to you (don't you hear me callin you) He's the one you love (cause I hear them callin me) And he's the one you trust (now that 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) Lord forgive me I'm a sinner Oatmeal in the winter Talking leather interior oak wheel in the center My n-ggas deal opium Still in the obm Condominiums in the center of Ethiopia Dirty money all they seeing on the phantom plates Seats blue jeans and it's treated like a Cabaret 5 shots now they need a roll of yellow tape With a glock make a scene I'm the F Gary Grey Crab cakes served chill on that Lear jet Whenever Diddy call I know it's bout a big check How many bags you forget to get your chick yet Know her sex good just by looking at my chick neck (All aboard) the last train to Paris Wheels look like a ferris your Jeweler should be embarrassed I took a palm and read it just like a tarot I could detonate a bomb at the issue of any challenge Calling, for you, I will tell the angels now Let them turn back in to stone I do, love you, it's true Fire, climbing We ignore the angels call They were warnings after all It's cool, if I, pick you When the angel's call like When the angel's call like...