Sugested Lyrics from Shaboozey

Dream

would run out of gas, got out the car

Golden Child

ChildDon't waste your sparkGolden ChildDon't change your yeahAlright,

Winning Streak

is how it feels to have a winning streak, babyRockin'

A Bar Song (RetroVision Flip)

baby want a Birkin, she's been tellin' me all

A Bar Song (Tipsy)

baby want a Birkin, she's been tellin' me all

A Bar Song (Tipsy) [Remix]

baby want a Birkin, she's been tellin' me all

A Bar Song (Tipsy) [Remix] / Rock It (Wilkinson Remix) [Mixed]

here comes the two to the three to the fourTell

A Bar Song (Tipsy) [Slowed Down]

baby want a Birkin, she's been tellin' me all

Angels

angels, duckin’ from dangerI feel like the blue power

East Of The Massanutten

south of LeesburgWhere Blue fought with RebSome ran 'til

GAS!

live forever (Yeah)Foot on the gas, heyNow, don't it? Ain't

Ghost In The Shell

they talking about me, again?I like, anime, cartoons, and nothing

Jeff Gordon

Jeff GordonRide around and we scorchingJeff Gordon flexing so many

Joan Jett

you be my Joan Jett..Won't you be my Joan

Last Of My Kind

1: many that are built like meI'm the last

Let It Burn

know he hurt you bad, but you won't come cleanThey

Outlaws*

uh-huhMe and DDGWe some cowboys, we some outlawsAlright,

SPAGHETTII

Linda Martell & Swizz are a funny little concept,

tipsy aka bar ong

Verse baby want a Birkin, she's been tellin' me all

Why Can’t Love Be The Reason

can't love be the reason why we can't hold

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[Verse 1]
Flowin' angels, duckin’ from danger
I feel like the blue power ranger
Steppin' on fur whenever I wake up
Drink so much, no I'm throwin’ my steak up
Valentino used to be Marc Jacobs
I'm flexin' like its a disease
I'm flexin' ,I do it with ease
Can't you see Yeezy boots on my feet
And I still keep my in to the streets
Hold on, I think someone following me
And the devil, he lurkin' on me
But the Lord on my team he cannot succeed
Wait, chauffeur by the gate Ay
Doors open at seven
But you show up at eight, damn
And we gettin' there late

[Chorus]
First class, flight six thirty seven (yeah)
Flowin’ through heaven, yeah
Yah Yah

[Verse 2]
Ay, Here you go, a gift from me
She open up, Patek Philippe
We so far from Christmas baby
But you shine like a Christmas tree
I don’t want you to ever leave
I don't want you to ever leave
I don’t like when the cameras on me
Had enough of these meet and greets
She want me to take her to Greece
But I'm too busy counting the green
Yeah, my gang doin' numbers like Greece
Help the team, but I don't got a lease
And you comin’ up short like a priest
Got lil' shawty a diamond ring
Now she's so cold, need a fleece
My shawty got baby teeth
[Chorus]
First class, flight six thirty seven (yeah)
Flowin' through heaven, with a flow from heaven, yeah
Yah Yah

[Verse 3]
She said you so special baby, ay
Give her my car, she went crazy
I hit the bank, look at my money
I got a bunch like the Brady's, ay
I'm throwin' it long like I'm Brady, ay
My shawty far from basic
Shawty Oriental, Spanish, and Caucasian
Pull up, we flexin' on every occasion
Look, don't be mad at me
Cause your shawty choose
Look, nothin was handed to me
Got here on my own
Party dirty like way down south
Can't step out got too much clout, Bow Wow
Make it bounce bounce bounce
Made six figures sittin' on the couch

[Chorus]
First class, flight six thirty seven (yeah)
Flowin' through heaven, yeah
Yah Yah
Flight six thirty seven
Flowin' through heaven
Yah Yah
[Outro]
Flight six thirty seven
Flowin' through heaven
Yah Yah

FAQ: Angels by Shaboozey

Q. Who sings Angels

A. The hit track Angels is performed by Esm Shaboozey

Q. Who wrote the lyrics for Angels

A. All lyrics are written by Shaboozey

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