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archangel intro Video (MV)




Performed By: 316 Aaron
Language: English
Length: 1:25
Written by: Noah Slattery
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316 Aaron - archangel intro Lyrics




Last guy who ran off on the pack
Got choked out by some Givenchy gloves
The last thing he ever saw was the price tag on them
Slowly faded into darkness

And I let the archangels take him
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Archangel, this shit painful
Why so hateful? Call your bitch, she get a facial

She want dick inside her, she a freak, she wanna get strangled
She gon' suck my dick, yeah l under the table
No strings attached, nah, she don't want no labels
Had to f*ck her like three times, this bitch got bored of cable

She ain't sendin' pictures right, I told her get a wider angle
Uh, uh, chrome hearts on my jeans
Yeah, I keep my heart out on my sleeve
Yeah, yeah, yeah, love that bitch, but I had to leave

She don't want to choke, told that bitch to breathe
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I keep my hand on my heater
Show that bitch my powers, I feel like Vegeta
He gon' run up on us, he gon' get striped like Adidas

I been ballin' all season just for no damn reason
Oh my God, it well fed
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English

Last guy who ran off on the pack
Got choked out by some Givenchy gloves
The last thing he ever saw was the price tag on them
Slowly faded into darkness

And I let the archangels take him
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Archangel, this shit painful
Why so hateful? Call your bitch, she get a facial

She want dick inside her, she a freak, she wanna get strangled
She gon' suck my dick, yeah l under the table
No strings attached, nah, she don't want no labels
Had to f*ck her like three times, this bitch got bored of cable

She ain't sendin' pictures right, I told her get a wider angle
Uh, uh, chrome hearts on my jeans
Yeah, I keep my heart out on my sleeve
Yeah, yeah, yeah, love that bitch, but I had to leave

She don't want to choke, told that bitch to breathe
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I keep my hand on my heater
Show that bitch my powers, I feel like Vegeta
He gon' run up on us, he gon' get striped like Adidas

I been ballin' all season just for no damn reason
Oh my God, it well fed
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Writer: Noah Slattery
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