笨小笨No Angels (Clean)歌词由Coi Leray&Lola Brooke演唱，出自专辑《COI》，下面是《No Angels (Clean)》完整版歌词！
No Angels (Clean)歌词完整版
No Angels (Clean) - Coi Leray/Lola Brooke
Lyrics by：Coi Leray/London Tyler Holmes/Samuel Coleman/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer/Darrell Perkins/Shyniece Thomas
Composed by：Luis Bacque/Coi Leray/London Tyler Holmes/Samuel Coleman/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer/Darrell Perkins/Shyniece Thomas
Produced by：London On Da Track/Cubeatz/Dinero/Luis Bacque
We got London on da Track
That's that stick that stick that mmm that yeah
That know you keep it with me
That's that lick that lick that lick right there
He gon' hit from the back like he miss me
That's that stick that stick that mmm that yeah
That know you keep it with me
That's that lick that lick that lick right there
He gon' hit from the back like he miss me
Still tryna find love for my dad how the **** can I love a
Only thing I'ma chase is the damn liquor
Know my brother my keeper like Rae Sremmurd
But my brodie be poppin' these pills I can all the pain that he feel so it stay with 'em
It's a hole in my heart and you can't fix it
Now I wish ain't miss all them damn visits
***** that's why I keep my distance
Yeah
My neck wet ***** let's go fishin'
Can't **** with these broke h*es bad decision
Atlanta h*es scream out That's no kizzy
I fly all the shooters out from my city
All of my shooters got one ways
One ways
***** I belong long the runway
You gonna do what the gun say
Free all the killer except all the rats
Rats
I only speak on the facts
He want to **** and then get in his feelings
His feelings
I like my attached
All of my bundles they came in from Paris
From Paris
I got London on da Track
Yeah
Went number one on these *******
*******
But we ain't gon' talk 'bout the stats
That's that stick that stick that mmm that yeah
That know you keep it with me
That's that lick that lick that lick right there
He gon' hit from the back like he miss me
That's that stick that stick that mmm that yeah
That know you keep it with me
That's that lick that lick that lick right there
He gon' hit from the back like he miss me
We catch licks licks
Spend them bands 'cause they ain't never gon' come get me
Don't catch ***** fits 'cause I got mans gon' make sure that clip empty
I'm gon' do and try legacy can't die I'ma run it up like I'm 50
Goin' through traffic the streets is too busy
You know my body I'm from New York City
Watch who you break bread for the cheddar
They never backdown 'cause they live in the cellar
Was built off the muscle that came in my era
Don't live in my feelings these ******* could never
I need my hitters on payroll forever
Leavin' these a ***** could do better
Lola on go Biny totin' Barrettas
Damn Big Gator that ***** too clever
That's that stick that stick that mmm that yeah
That know you keep it with me
That's that lick that lick that lick right there
He gon' hit from the back like he miss me
That's that stick that stick that mmm that yeah
That know you keep it with me
That's that lick that lick that lick right there
He gon' hit from the back like he miss me
