[Chorus: 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
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
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