Angela Jones Lyrics - Tq

Aww, yeah 

Aww, yeah 

Who's that girl 

Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice 

And you know, baby girl, damn sure proved it true 

She was fine as Georgia peach wine 

She caught the bus on a 129th 

I used to watch her every morning as I ride by 

Her Lil' man on the bench showin' his behind 

I mean she musta had so much on her mind 

That she caught the city bus to the county line 

She wasn't the victim of a deadbeat baby daddy 

The game took him and I tell you that was all she had 

Situation for a sister, real bad 

I mean she need some type of assistance, a helping hand 

One day she looked in the mirror, standin' there naked 

That's when she saw the money and how to make it 

Turned around, shook her ass, grabbed her titties 

Miss Angela Jones is open for business 

I'm like "Whoa, whoa, who's that girl?" 

She the baddest in the whole damn world 

And you can call her when you're feelin' alone 

This is the story of Angela Jones 

I don't know What I've been told 

(I don't know but) 

Just get your money, don't lose your soul 

Sit back and ask yourself what went wrong? 

In the story of Angela Jones, now 

Straight off the bat, Angie got the work 

Winin' and dinin' and robbin' them jerks 

She went from Gucci watches, humble beginnings 

To that Cartier wrist wear with diamonds in 'em 

The finest women couldn't fuck with Angela 

It was all in the waist, how she handled ya 

Dog, I mean baby girl had that thing 

That could knock ya ass clean out and take your chain 

It's a shame all the things that child could do to you 

She'd do that booty dance like Beyonce do 

Cold with her hands and a twenty two 

Just in case the night didn't go like it's supposed to 

Who'd be mad at Angie? Not this kid 

She just playin' with the hand she was dealt and that's real 

So when I read it in the paper, who could I blame? 

Hooker found slain, Angie's her name, what a shame 

I'm like, "Whoa, whoa, who's that girl?" 

She the baddest in the whole damn world 

And you can call her when you're feelin' alone 

This is the story of Angela Jones 

I don't know what I've been told 

(I don't know but) 

Just get your money, don't lose your soul 

Sit back and ask yourself what went wrong? 

In the story of Angela Jones, now 

How I wish, how I wish 

How I wish I could save ya 

(I wish I could save ya) 

I wish I could make ya better 

(I wish I coulda made it better for ya, baby) 

How I wish, how I wish 

How I wish I could save ya 

I wish I could make ya better 

How I wish, how I wish 

How I wish I could save ya 

(I wish I could save ya) 

I wish I could make ya better 

(I wish I coulda made it better for ya, baby) 

How I wish, how I wish 

How I wish I could save ya 

I wish I could make ya better 

I'm like, "Whoa, whoa, who's that girl?" 

She the baddest in the whole damn world 

And you can call her when you're feelin' alone 

This is the story of Angela Jones 

I don't know what I've been told 

(I don't know but) 

Just get your money, don't lose your soul 

Sit back and ask yourself, what went wrong? 

In the story of Angela Jones, now 

I'm like, "Whoa, whoa, who's that girl?" 

She the baddest in the whole damn world 

And you can call her when you're feelin' alone 

This is the story of Angela Jones 

I don't know what I've been told 

(I don't know) 

Just get your money, don't lose your soul