angelus – step inside the club lyrics
[intro: angelus]
i miss you, angel
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
oh+oh, oh, oh
[pre+chorus: angelus]
baby, what you wanna do? you just gotta let me know
i be smoking on this gas, i be smoking all this dope
since you wanna come f+ck, we can link up like tomorrow
in the back of the club and i’m missing all my bros
now they moving side to side, she gon’ move it slo+mo
met your b+tch at party, she wanna take a photo
stacking all this f+cking guap, broke the bank like times four
your b+tch begging me for c+ck, i’ma f+ck her twice more
[chorus: angelus]
big bands, big racks in my pocket
shawty dancing up on me, got me excited
exes calling on my phone, had to ignore it
saw a vivienne necklace, had to cop it
got some vivienne shoes, now that’s a outfit
if you love me and need it, you gotta show it
i’m so racked up, i can’t fold my wallet
yeah, i’m drunk as f+ck, i can’t walk, b+tch
[verse: sholoh]
i don’t f+ck with no b+tch, that guap, i’m chasing
you cannot talk to me, we not adjacent
we are not family, no, no replacements
b+tch, i am gray, i’m always acing
when i walk in a club, i’m the man
beat that n+gga in a jam if he talking on my fam’
i cannot f+ck with no [?]
and i’m counting all these racks, i’m moving up just like a win
play your b+tch like an instrument, call me [?]
my n+ggas be shooting, trust me, n+gga, this ain’t no free throw
i got all my shooters and you know they keep that heat, bro
[?] before we give you that defeat though
my n+ggas cool in the summer but in the winter, we hot
me and angel ride in the wraith and we just swerve in the spot
got your b+tch all up on the leather, she is giving me top
f+ck 12, f+ck the cops, lil’ n+gga, f+ck all my opps
[pre+chorus: angelus]
baby, what you wanna do? you just gotta let me know
i be smoking on this gas, i be smoking all this dope
since you wanna come f+ck, we can link up like tomorrow
in the back of the club and i’m missing all my bros
now they moving side to side, she gon’ move it slo+mo
met your b+tch at party, she wanna take a photo
stacking all this f+cking guap, broke the bank like times four
your b+tch begging me for c+ck, i’ma f+ck her twice more
[chorus: angelus]
big bands, big racks in my pocket
shawty dancing up on me, got me excited
exes calling on my phone, had to ignore it
saw a vivienne necklace, had to cop it
got some vivienne shoes, now that’s a outfit
if you love me and need it, you gotta show it
i’m so racked up, i can’t fold my wallet
yeah, i’m drunk as f+ck, i can’t walk, b+tch
[outro: angelus]
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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