Angel Lyrics - Rich Gang [deluxe Edition] - Rich Gang

[Chorus] 

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 

You might not believe me, think that I'm trippin', but nigga I saw angel 

I did, I did, that trip was big, I mean she was off the chain 

I wasn't stalkin' but couldn't stop lookin', like she called my name, 

Man if I get a chance she might notice I'm fly like I'm off the plane 

I'm aimin' my move, you know what I mean, 

In order to be sacrilegious, to look like them religious jeans 

Blame her mother, but don't tell her dad 

Bitch have got a, heavenly body, but one hell of an ass 

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 bathroom 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 

She a TV-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 webby yet, so 

[Chorus] 

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 

Okay now do me like a favour, 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 do tell 

Give her that package, you got mail 

When it kind of your love I'll take that (?) 

I'm lookin' for you girl, and do shit a molly world 

I want a rotten fish, old Tuna spoil you girl 

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 

[Chorus] 

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 

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 

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 (?) 

[Chorus] 

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