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fetty wap - angel lyrics

we could chill, have a fun time, baby, ayy
take you ’round, get you wine and dine, baby, ayy
whatcha like, i got nothin’ but time, baby, ayy
get your right, anything to make you mine, baby, ayy
i keep her flyer than angels, ayy
i beat it at different angles, ayy
hold it down, i put in work, ayy
i hit these n-ggas where it hurt, ayy
we could chill, have a fun time, baby, ayy
take ya ’round, get you wine and dine, baby, ayy
whatcha like, i got nothin’ but time baby, ayy
get your right, anything to make you mine, baby, ayy

[verse 1: fetty wap]
rolex, bright link, couldn’t add up to her
the times i would wait for you
the times they have for left you
the times i spent cake with you
the times that i would wait for your call
and you know how many times i took your -ss to the mall
baby, how many times i brought you out to show off
she want the whole d-mn store, and i’m buyin’ it all
she want the whole d-mn lot, i’ma buy all the cars
and i make at all this gwap just to show you it’s ours
how many times you seen me go crazy
cause thought he was yours
i had to rearrange his face, i had to line up his jaw
and when we f-ck, she screams “zoo daddy”
but i’m zoovier to y’all
y’all n-ggas f-ck around with my baby, that’s the end of ’em all
i had his face over a t-shirt and his name on a wall
and when we f-ck, she screams “zoo daddy”
but i’m zoovier to y’all
y’all n-ggas f-ck around with my baby, that’s the end of ’em all
i had his face over a t-shirt and his name on a wall

[hook: fetty wap]
we could chill, have a fun time, baby, ayy
take you ’round, get you wine and dine, baby, ayy
whatcha like, i got nothin’ but time, baby, ayy
get your right, anything to make you mine, baby, ayy
i keep her flyer than angels, ayy
i beat it at different angles, ayy
hold it down, i put in work, ayy
i hit these n-ggas where it hurt, ayy
we could chill, have a fun time, baby, ayy
take ya ’round, get you wine and dine, baby, ayy
whatcha like, i got nothin’ but time baby, ayy
get your right, anything to make you mine, baby, ayy

[verse 2: french montana]
take her to the spot, she got naked ‘fore the door closed
take you to the top, f-ck your n-gga, he gon’ fall close
neck, wrist, all froze, 20 watches, fo’ rolls
2 bentleys, 4 rows, drive ’em like they all stolen
hunnid chains on, f-ck a black out
i’mma hit it from the back till she p-ss out
white and black, b-tch, call it two tone
swerve it and out of lanes, i’m 2 and 0
all of my n-ggas, they with me, one h-ll of a night
sippin’ the bottles henny, they ran out, we bought out the remy
pull up with him, there we’re lenny
he talkin’ money, we got plenty
we pull up ’em n-ggas be grillin’, c0ke boys to the ceilin’

- fetty wap lyrics

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