• Artist: Diddy Dirty Money f/ Rick Ross & Notorious B.I.G.
• Song Title: Angel
• Album: Last Train To Paris

[Rick Ross]
Bad Boy
Maybach
You ain't even gotta count the money
It's all up
Boss
All aboard
Last Train to Paris
Via the ghetto
Maybach Music

I'm a photographer's dream
Count cream as my chain swing
Mack 11 for the things that the days bring
I'm after cheddar dead and money yeah I chase cream
Patent leather like I'm Puffy in my Saleen
I rock jewels like my n****s in the A-Team
I'm outta space can't you seem I am a alien
My wrist A-list, Audemar is ageless
Bezel lit up like a billboard out in Vegas
You can't be serious baby you know I'm on fi
Top 5 but can send you to the most high
Dope boy and that's even in the bowtie
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 moolah produce the carats
Let's bow our heads I gave you somethin' to cherish

[Diddy]
It's that Dirty Money

Came from heavens just to sing a song for you
To the rhythm of my love for you
And now it's beatin slow and you know it's the end of the road
When I sing taht slow song for you
And love was nothing but another gun for you
And I would hide it in my helpless soul
I'm not afraid to go down the road where we go I don't know
You can hear them calling don't you
When the angels call like

Yeah
If you don't wanna stay you can go
It seems love don't live here no more
The angels are flyin so low
Singin 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
Like our time is almost through
Time is running out
There's nothin' left to do
When they're callin you
When the angels call like

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Ain't no shook hands in Brooklyn
Army fatigues bring fatigue to enemies
Look man you wanna see me locked up shot up
Mom's crotched up over the casket screamin bastard
Cryin, know my friends is lyin
I know who killed em' filled em with them lugers from they Rugers or they Deserts
Dying ain't the s*** but it's pleasant
Kinda quiet watch my n****s bring the riot

[Diddy]
Falling
For you
I will tell the angels No
Let them turn back into stone
I do
Love you
It's true
Fire
Climbing
We ignore the angels' call!
They were warnings after all
It's cool
If I'm
With you
When the angels call like

Yeah
If you don't wanna stay you can go
It seems love don't live here no more
The angels are flyin so low
Singin 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
Like our time is almost through
Time is running out
There's nothin' left to do
When they're callin you
When the angels call like