Lyrics:
okay
We a match made in heaven to hell with my old flame
what the fuck y'all saying what the fuck y'all saying
Look I am not here to judge but you just
baby
She was one-of-one until the job was done She was my moon, my light, my morning sun
She was my match made in heaven, turned to hell
Hate to dwell
of a prosperous world
Her days indulged by hordes of loathing admirers
A match made in the abyssal depths of hell incarcerated by Ursula's envy
The siren's dying
We’re a match made in heaven put through hell
And I don’t want to be alone
You took the words right out of my mouth
And all I do is choke
If love is just
grudges
Those I hate just disappear
Their agony makes me happy
Don't cry baby don't shed a tear
(Frost)
Match made in heaven but we going to hell
I know
I stopped to rebel
I'm back in the past and I'm raising up hell
But I think I've just made the biggest mistake of my life
And I think I've
That you keep buried
We're not a match made in heaven
But we're one hell of a time
Let me take you for a ride
I'm good at making bad decisions
I like my girls like Rashida Kelis Really Bossy
Keep a gun underneath the seat
She tryna charm me
This a match made in heaven
Now baby let's raise
Find me a find
Catch me a catch
Night after night in the dark I'm alone
So find me match
Of my own
Since when are you in a match, Chava?
I thought
When you're rocking back and forth there by the window
And the sun shines through the silver in your hair
I'll think of all the years we've spent
how you lay at night
Tired of that nigga
When you know you be by my side
Shit feels much better
It's a match made and heaven sent, set in fires in
gonna sing?
It's a match made up in heaven
Like good ole boys and beer
And me, as long as you're right here
Your license in my wallet
When we go
dollar, dead broke, assed out, would you love me?
Then it must be a match made in heaven
God's Gift, God's Gift, God's Gift
Mothafucker this is God's
When you're rocking back and forth there by the window
And the sun shines through the silver in your hair
I'll think of all the years we've spent
A match made in heaven, not a scratch on her face
Angels must have smoked some dust
Singing songs about "In God We Trust"
Something slide, but this is
the soul of every rapper in me, love me or hate me
My moms got raped by the industry and made me
I'm the illest nigga ever, I told you
I get more pussy
a match house
Medicate just to make you soft
Love is blind
Catchin' the rest me
What the hell were they thinking of
You know why
[Chorus]
knows he's gonna need his lady
He'll be back
When his boys say he must be crazy
He'll be back
He'll know he made a big mistake
He'll be back (he'll
The shingle beach did ring
I saw the lights along the pier
That made my senses sing
Oh oh Grimsby, a thousand delights
Couldn´t match the sweet sights
(Sing that shit, girl)
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
(Uh oh, uh oh, uh uh oh, uh oh)
They'll listen for the bell
With my face flashing crimson from the fires of hell
(What are you afraid of?)
And what are you made of? (Flesh and bone)
of the old block Just like me we keep her on her toes a lot
[Chorus]
But when he cries she'll match him tear for tear
When he laughs she'll grin from ear
live within our own ways
he lit a match, he laid in bed
hoping their dreams will bring her back, it's sad
and his holiness is proof, they said
he
They say, "Teamwork makes the dream work"
Hell, I had some help (help)
(Help)
(Help)
(Help)
It takes two to break a heart in two, ooh
Baby, you
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