Angels Lyrics

''Been leaning for A minute know I spit It can't come
up in the booth it's too explicit now if I wrote It
Or written I will still get It people should know It
I'm hotter I will admit It I put my hand up hey teacher
I ask a question I got somthing for sucka haters that
need A lesson I Ain't playin I Ain't guessin I'm Smith
& Wesson I'm pure human form homie I hear them blessin
bless your gone I hit you on just tell me what'ch your
on yeah I run on and I will catch a breath to try to
say I dont inhale man there's nothing left I throw
the clip In your face If you ever wanna come test me
ask about a sucka hater man they don't want ya the
young boy double O represent the ask chip I get It
In homie off the rip everytime I'm freestyling off
the dome I need the corona and the b***h will probly
get me gone wa wa wa wautch you on I tell them youKid Cudi - Angels - http://motolyrics.com/kid-cudi/angels-lyrics.html
three and 808's N' dropping man on the moon those sucka's
cannot hate I'ma get those grammy's and stack them
Ima get them grammy's and stack them and give them
to my momma my daddy up above looking down there's
no more drama see what we doing dropping bombs salut
me like obama hey man's know me tag along tag along
my bathing ape'as I got it coolin man I'm rollin fast
ya knowin how we do it ban down sucka pass if you know
it hey hey the money we will spend it hey my life my
dreams homeboy I'm living in them you know how we rocking
cheaf Wa'who is on the fit it I I'm up in the booth
I should be up in the guinness heyy i rap i should
be up in the guinness hey hey I'm innovative i should
be in the guinness for ripping the ill'est and the
newerish spittin you know how we rippin with me and
Drizzy hayy hahahaha Drizzy hayyyy hola''