Send me flowers shana nanana Oh send me flowers Just to say you're sorry Send me flowers Oh send me flowers Send me flowers So many days we spent together
Tercüme: No Angels. Beni Çiçek Gönder.
snatcher, fallen angel All angles covered for you fuckin God lovers Possession, good suggestion run cuddle your funds Double your guns, watch your kids grow, stay out my flow
If you was hurt, you should have told me from the start Instead of sending me the flowers all that candy and the Gucci shit On the phone for hours gassing me
, I'm me, American gangsta Weezy F baby, born in a manger Trouble is my friend, I ain't far in the danger Clip full of wings, turn you boys into angels
touching baby [spoken:] [R Kelly:] Yeah, i liked that [Nivea:] me too [R Kelly:] keep going [Nivea:] okay [Verse 2:] [Nivea:] raindrop's falling, love angels calling something tells me
you can come bring it right here Can't clown me Don't come 'round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me (K.C.) [J.L.] Check it, I'm ahead of '
me from this chair man You better untie me from this chair nigga You know who the fuck I am I will have you killed nigga You better untie me motherfucker
in my noodle, you angel hair pasta Flows dreaded like some f-cking tangled hair rasta... ...farian, Jamaican, relax, man I'll send a f-cking axe at you
dollars worth to work just to get a dime So pardon my disposition Why should I listen to a system that never listened to me? Picture me working McDonald
in my noodle, you angel hair pasta Flows dreaded like some f-cking tangled hair rasta? ?farian, Jamaican, relax, man I'll send a f-cking axe at you if
flames names all evaporated when my powers activated have to make it fun Think that you dunk me or dip me lift me, why'd you have to pick me when your
inside I'mma insane angel No gold at the end of my rainbow Get a hold of myself 'fore my brain go boom Sittin in my room consumed with doom Doors open force flow through me
screaming let me in Tell the owner hit the locks when we stepping in Charlie Sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me
Yo this goes out to hip hop world wide. Straight from leimert park, california, los angeles. Yo, everybody in the hip hop struggle, in the life Struggle
the n'Illtown O.G., better know me Shape the gold teeth, CD be, bring the clip shells And Olde E and gats, so no one gets close to me And down to scrap
me, know me) Would you know me? (While) WHILE, WHILE (Child) You my child now (Don't you owe me) Your soul and if you know it wont (Show me, show me)
