Bad Boy Maybach You ain't even got to count the money It's all out Boss! All aboard Last train to Paris Uh, uh I'm a photographers dream Count cream as my chain swing Mack eleven for the things that the days bring I'm after chedder Dirty Money yeah I chase cream Patent leather like I'm Puffy in my Saleen, I rock jewels like my niggas in the A-Team I'm out in space can't you seem I am a A-lien My wrist A-List, Audemar's ageless, Bezel lit up like a billboard out in Vegas You can't be serious baby you know I'm on Top five but can send you to the most high Dope boy and there's even in the bow tie Oh boy ;cause you know I got them close ties (all aboard) the last train to Paris Wheels look like a ferris Your Jeweler should be embarrassed Rick the Ruler my mula produce the carrots Lets bow our heads I gave you something to cherish Came from the heavens just to sing a song for you To the rhythm of my love for you, And now it's beating slow, and you know This the end of the road when I sing this slow song for you you And love was nothin' but another gun for you And I would hide it in my hopeless soul I'm not afraid to go down the road where we go, I don't know, you can hear them callin, don't you, When the angels call like If you don't wanna stay you can goo It seems love don't live here no more The angels are flying so low, Singing to you (don't you hear me callin' you) He's the one you love (cause I hear them callin' me) And he's the one you trust (now that time is almost through) Time is runnin' out (there's nothin' left to do) When they're callin' you When the angels call like (i answer) Uh, uh, uh Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn Army fatigued then fatigue the enemies Look man you wanna see me locked up, shot up Moms crotched up over the casket screamin' bastard Cryin', know my friends is lyin' I know who killed em' filled 'em With them luggers from they rugers on they deserts Dyin' aint the shit But it's pleasant kinda quiet Watch my niggas bring the riot For me, for you, I will tell the angels no Let them turn back into stone I do (I do) Love you (love you) It's true (It's true) Fire, climbing We ignore the angels call They were warnings after all It's cool, if I, pick you When the angel's call like If you don't wanna stay you can go It seems love don't live here no more The angels are flying so low, Singing to you (don't you hear me callin you) He's the one you love (cause I hear them callin me) And he's the one you trust (now that time is almost through) Time is runnin out (there's nothin left to do) When they're callin you When the angels call like (i answer) Came from the heavens just to sing a song for you To the rhythm of my love for you, And now it's beating slow, and you know This the end of the road when I sing this slow song for you you And love was nothin' but another gun for you And I would hide it in my hopeless soul I'm not afraid to go down the road where we go, I don't know, you can hear them callin, don't you, When the angels call like If you don't wanna stay you can goo But since love don't live here no more The angels are flying so low, Singing to you (don't you hear me callin' you) He's the one you love (cause I hear them callin' me) And he's the one you trust (now that time is almost through) Time is runnin' out (there's nothin' left to do) When they're callin' you When the angels call like (i answer)