(Killing me)
(I like you so much, love street angel)
She like vodka with a little bit of lime (light)
Little cutie but she know it when a rhyme tight
She never had a job 'cause her daddy's in the mob
That shouldn't be a prob, operating out the Nob
She wanna be my Bonnie but it's two worlds that collide
Shit, I ain't picking side, I just keep my own device
Only rolling my own dice, girl
Only rolling my own dice
(I ain't picking sides)
Dime piece, got me making some change
Momma always told me, don't just fall for a face
But the way your waist look, babe, it's truly insane
(It's killing me)
Bumping the bass, this is our city, we stay switching lanes
Gucci all up on her chest as she giving me brain
And she got the world just like I'm Wayne
The devil work hard
(She work harder, she a carver)
She do it all without the blade
Bumping the bass, this is our city, we stay switching lanes
Gucci all up on her chain, giving me brain
Like Pinky, she got the world just like she Wayne
(Bumping the bass, this is our city we stay switching lanes)
(Gucci all up on her chain, giving me brain)
(Like Pinky, she got the world just like she Wayne)
Lil $tunt - Street Angel Lyrics
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(Killing me)
(I like you so much, love street angel)
She like vodka with a little bit of lime (light)
Little cutie but she know it when a rhyme tight
She never had a job 'cause her daddy's in the mob
That shouldn't be a prob, operating out the Nob
She wanna be my Bonnie but it's two worlds that collide
Shit, I ain't picking side, I just keep my own device
Only rolling my own dice, girl
Only rolling my own dice
(I ain't picking sides)
Dime piece, got me making some change
Momma always told me, don't just fall for a face
But the way your waist look, babe, it's truly insane
(It's killing me)
Bumping the bass, this is our city, we stay switching lanes
Gucci all up on her chest as she giving me brain
And she got the world just like I'm Wayne
The devil work hard
(She work harder, she a carver)
She do it all without the blade
Bumping the bass, this is our city, we stay switching lanes
Gucci all up on her chain, giving me brain
Like Pinky, she got the world just like she Wayne
(Bumping the bass, this is our city we stay switching lanes)
(Gucci all up on her chain, giving me brain)
(Like Pinky, she got the world just like she Wayne)
(I like you so much, love street angel)
She like vodka with a little bit of lime (light)
Little cutie but she know it when a rhyme tight
She never had a job 'cause her daddy's in the mob
That shouldn't be a prob, operating out the Nob
She wanna be my Bonnie but it's two worlds that collide
Shit, I ain't picking side, I just keep my own device
Only rolling my own dice, girl
Only rolling my own dice
(I ain't picking sides)
Dime piece, got me making some change
Momma always told me, don't just fall for a face
But the way your waist look, babe, it's truly insane
(It's killing me)
Bumping the bass, this is our city, we stay switching lanes
Gucci all up on her chest as she giving me brain
And she got the world just like I'm Wayne
The devil work hard
(She work harder, she a carver)
She do it all without the blade
Bumping the bass, this is our city, we stay switching lanes
Gucci all up on her chain, giving me brain
Like Pinky, she got the world just like she Wayne
(Bumping the bass, this is our city we stay switching lanes)
(Gucci all up on her chain, giving me brain)
(Like Pinky, she got the world just like she Wayne)
Writer: Ethan West
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