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Wet Angel Eyes

lord And time on time again I walk on by With the look of love And with those angel eyes, woh woh You set me on fire baby And with those angel eyes,

Heaven knows all my heartaches and setbacks Goin' from a high school dropout to shovelin' wet wax I'm never gon' forget that, look in your eyes When

wake up to a wet dream every day's a Friday and every nights a sex scene every week is fashion week and every day I'm pressed clean Detroit's Angel, I

There is a man holding a megaphone He must have been the voice of God The bystanders claimed they saw Angels Flying up and down the block They must have

MC's like Murray on SC's Never flaunt, now motherfuckers come test me Burnin' everybody hotter than torches at Jamaican parties Far from angels, niggas

and wet is how it sounded Leave you astounded From the tongue dancin around it That's the angle Search for an angel and then I found it Right between those eyes

tryna shine like gold When it's my time to blow, partna, I'ma know Kinda miss the getting dough, I was hit with highs and lows My mellow tried to play me, like my fuckin' eyes

Well, I wake up burnin' in a soaking sweat My pillows are drippin' and the sheets are wet I jump out of bed and I turn on the light This happens to me

bags of jelly there An angel falling off a cloud A birth that God would not allow There's a little bag on the ground With a vein on the side Wet enough