Rich Gang - Angel - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Hook: Detail] Talk to me baby, tell me who I am Tell my nigga I said what's up, when you get a chance Tell my bitch I said what's up, when you get a chance She said when can you do it, we can do it when you can Girl I'm all about the angels Come down from heaven, you angel Pop that pussy every angle I swear I love my angel, my angel [Verse 1: Mystikal] You might not believe me Think that I'm trippin', but nigga I saw angel I did, I did, that chick was thick I mean she was off the chain I wasn't stalkin' but couldn't stop lookin' Like she called my name Maybe if I get her attention She might notice I'm fly like I'm off the plane I'm whipping my move, you know what I mean It ought be sacrilegious, to look like them religious jeans Blame her mother, but don't tell her dad His chid gotta heavenly body, but one hell of an ass [Verse 2: Jae Millz] Hold up, wait a minute, let me put some Millzy in it Ain't no hands inside her body, but I bet she feel me in it That bedroom in danger when we desoliving anger I work her ass out so good she got rid of her trainer Talk to me, bad bitches they honk to me GTV-shot non-stop now watch that pussy walk to me Fuck 'em all girl, we gon' make them sweat Our top down and it ain't even at weather yet, so [Hook] [Verse 3: Ace Hood] Okay now do me like a favor, or do me like a chore Or do me in your favourite red bottoms, oh Lord I say my guardian angel, I swear her features a blessin' She gon' learn today, I taught that pussy a lesson I beat that up like I just made hell Kiss that pussy whenever don't tell Give her that package, you got mail When it kind of your love I'll take that L I'm lookin' for you girl, and do shit a molly world I want a rotten fish, old Tuna spoil you girl [Verse 4: Gudda Gudda] She makes that ass clap, like a naughty girl Introduce you to some better things I can show you girl Lights on, but take that Prada off, I beat it like a xylophone No phones, but I can be the one that you're calling on Talk to me baby, walk with me baby Then we can take a long ride in this charcoal Mercedes I'm the boss, you my lady You keep it wet, I go underwater swimming I be a shark for you baby [Hook] [Verse 5: Mack Maine] Man I got pussy from my angel, head from my angel I spent a night in heaven, me and Elvis split a Mango She had that aquafina mermaid wet wet I heard the love gods hollerin' out, "Man, we got next" Her physique is unique like the clothes from boutique Hit that ass 'til she peak and can't speak She got wings on that pussy, she's so fucking fly And everybody say she's dope, but this another high [Verse 6: Birdman] Talk to me baby my lady and my friend too Notice flower bomb the scent when she breeze through Bitches hatin' cause we sitting on top When you walk the block the traffic stop The 2-seater that I copped, that's for me and you Drop the top back, your hair breezing through I lay my stunt down proper Top shotter, original dun dada [Hook]
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