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Whoa Lyrics - Angel - Amanda Perez

This nigga must be crazy 

Think he could get up on A.P. like that 

Check it out 

 

This be the day that I never forget 

Driving in my Bentley, sipping on my way 

Bangs in the trunk and it hurt my chest 

Blinged all out and it's all on my neck 

 

I went to the crib about 2 o'clock 

Forgot my keys, so I had to knock 

No one came to the front, so I went to the back 

Checked out the shit that just happened 

 

I caught my man in the pool with a girl 

Light skinned chick with Sherley Temple curls 

She got it in easy, she tried to [Incomprehensible] 

And I told the little girl, "Keep your hand on these" 

 

'Cause these shit, they ain't no joke 

And if they get a [Incomprehensible] 

I could care less if you choke 

Gotta handle this here and that's for sure 

 

Whoa 

(Gotta handle this) 

Whoa 

(This some scandle shit) 

Whoa 

(What's a girl to do) 

(When she find her man but naked in the pool) 

 

Whoa 

(Think you're gettin' away, is you crazy) 

(You know that I don't play) 

Whoa 

(You can keep it 'cause on the real, I don't need it) 

 

See, you tryin' to be a playboy 

But got caught up in the game, now you noy 

Matter fact, you could go upstairs and you could pack 

Try to love you but you don't know how to act 

 

Try to hit me from the front and her from the back 

Picking up chicks in my bens in my trunk 

This the Cadillac that ain't the way that it goes 

'Cause I sure you're a trick and I ain't you hoe 

 

So things don't last forever, so you gots to go 

Jump in your ride, put the medal to the floor 

Don't leave nothing behind, take all your clothes 

Take the bloody towel you used for your bloody nose 

 

'Cause this right here, this case is closed 

If you didn't know, then boy now you know 

You up for a bid, so now you're sold 

 

Whoa 

(Gotta handle this) 

Whoa 

(This some scandle shit) 

Whoa 

(What's a girl to do) 

(When she find her man but naked in the pool) 

 

Whoa 

(Think you're gettin' away, is you crazy) 

(You know that I don't play) 

Whoa 

(You can keep it 'cause on the real, I don't need it) 

 

Better not make an excuse to come to that crib 

Don't try to beg for a home 'cause you ain't got no where to live 

Sorry little daddy, that's the way that it is 

And right now I gotta handle my biz 

 

'Cause you the type of man that I gotta shut down 

'Cause you the type of man that I don't need around 

I caught you creeping tryin' to act like you were sleeping 

For all this time it was you that I was peeping 

 

On all your late night calls, breaking my laws 

Sliding off panties and unsnapping braws 

Don't blame it on me, you did it just because 

Don't try to say you didn't like the way that I was 

 

You so fake pleeding with me telling me that it was a mistake 

Boy, you was in a dream and now you're awake 

Tell your girl friend to come, pick up her snakes 

So I can go to Sun Set Boulevard, get me a drink 

 

Find a true man faster than you can blink 

What made you think that your shit didn't stink 

You think that you still drivin' smoother than me 

 

Whoa 

(Gotta handle this) 

Whoa 

(This some scandle shit) 

Whoa 

(What's a girl to do) 

(When she find her man but naked in the pool) 

 

Whoa 

(Think you're gettin' away, is you crazy) 

(You know that I don't play) 

Whoa 

(You can keep it 'cause on the real, I don't need it) 

 

Whoa 

(Gotta handle this) 

Whoa 

(This some scandle shit) 

Whoa 

(What's a girl to do) 

(When she find her man but naked in the pool) 

 

Whoa 

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