Angel lyrics

[Intro]
What else, what's up?
(Yeah) what's up?
What's up? Huh?
Izzar, what's up?
What's up, what's up?

[Verse 1]
You a diamond in the rough, links to my cuffs
Keep a n*gga sharper than the crease in my tux
Is it really love? Is it hype? Is it lust?
Whatever is it, I'm loaded, I need to bust
Manicure, pedicure, scratch it - I'm the better cure
I'm a winner, so you know and where I'm headin' for
Bottom ain't a option, the top got a slot
With yours and my name, so the picture won't crop
Your stats went up since you got ya booty shot, now ya booty hot
Sick, it need a flu shot
You know I keep it dirty, 7:30, how you like
No need to pack a bag, it's movin', this is the life (what else)

[Chorus: Red Cafe & sample]
Angel.. you the baddest
Ain't another chick f*ckin' with yo' status, yo' name is
Angel.. you's a lady boss
Everybody wanna taste of your lady sauce, what else?
Angel.. in ya birthday suit like, yeah, a wet birthday suit, huh
Angel.. you's a lady boss
Don't ever let 'em get a taste of that lady sauce, what else
[Verse 2]
Shorty dangerous, in her own right
I'm like security, stand up the whole night
Every day I hustle like my name Russell
And I'm gettin' chips, Lay's with the little Ruffles
I'm knowin' these suckers be talkin' that you don't listen
'Cause ev'rytime you listen, it sound like intermission
Just be my co-pilot, mama, I'm in position
Now ev'rybody bitin', I feel like I'm goin' fishin'
She ask me did I come, she screamin' I'm the best
The best is yet to come, if we talkin' 'bout sex
Plant seeds, watch 'em grow like palm trees
Collar up, reminiscent of the Fonzie, where you at my

[Chorus: Red Cafe & sample]
Angel.. you the baddest
Ain't another chick f*ckin' with yo' status, yo' name is
Angel.. you's a lady boss
Everybody wanna taste of your lady sauce, what else?
Angel.. in ya birthday suit like, yeah, a wet birthday suit, huh
Angel.. you's a lady boss
Don't ever let 'em get a taste of that lady sauce, what else