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an angel Gave wings to my heart Love has found me Angel Like a feather falling My hearts calling you Angel Gave wings to my heart Love has found me an Angel

an angel Gave wings to my heart Love has found me Angel Like a feather falling My hearts calling you Angel Gave wings to my heart Love has found me an Angel

, check, check Yo, yo, yo Across the room, shared a little daze with me Crazy momma, how your scent play with me Eyes covered, hide in your heart, angelic

paint a better picture Best beware of them locs and O.G.'s from them thugs hit ya 'Cuz where we from it's straight scandalous, Los Angeles Ain't too many players

(Shaquille O'Neal) Yo Kenny I want you to look in the phone book Look up every model agency in the City of Los Angeles And tell em about my new hundred

one beam i aint finna fight. One hit probaly in a life.Life just cold,hell,so i bring the fire. Almighty in the sky,no this aint angel eyes. eyes must

band I was in in College Station, Texas. We were a little four piece band, we played weddings and parties and out on the porch and beer joints and one weekend

, I was in, in College Station, Texas We were a little four piece band We played weddings and parties and out on the porch and beer joints And one weekend

I was in in College Station, Texas. We were a little four piece band, we played weddings and parties and out on the porch and beer joints and one weekend