Mr. Capone-E - Angel Baby - Sözleri

is for the oldiesAnd the O.G. lowriders. As for me,

this is Mr. Capone-eKickin' back with Rosie & the

OriginalsTalkin' about, my angel baby



[Chorus]

Angel baby, my angel baby. Oooooo I love

you, Oooooo I do. Noone can love you, like I doOooooo,

Oooooo



[Verse 1: Mr. Capone-E]

Whoa, whoa, whoa

whoa, in my low-low, 63', 64'Gotta go, pedal to

the floor, gotta show po-po's. Outsiders, hoppin'

and poppin' and droppin' non-stop and when I pop

it, shotgun, slip it, rip it, dip it, flip it, tripitIt's like we're ridin', glidin'. Ooh,

take a breath, what's next, it's pelon Capone

talkin' about my carro, follow me to the strip, simon. Bad to the bone, when I get it on, like Marvin Gaye. But

stay away from my chrome homes, 'cause you scratch it, then you'll pay. By the way, my paint job is detailed with

primer with an extra coat, stroke, true blue, with the

shiny, tiny spoke wires In the Empire, to my SGV, to

the O.C, L.A., angel baby ????To the 805, lowridin'

with the underworld family



[Chorus]

Angel baby, my angel baby. Oooooo I love

you, Oooooo I do. Noone can love you, like I doOooooo,

Oooooo



[Verse2: Mr. Capone-E]

Zip, zip, zip, ridin' low, with the

Hi Power Soldiers Criminal, Lil Dreamer, Malo Mac, Snaps

and Scappy Loco Gotta roll, roll, roll, use a slow

stroll. Now you know from bikes to lows, lows to bikes. It's on tonight, Mr. Capone-e, is on sight By

the way, its another day, crusin' down the highway Saturday, Sunday, sideways, pancake it on a one-way Oops,

hura pulled me over, hey hey Give me a ticket but I

ain't trippin' Mr. officer, car show is where

i'm headed Instead of harrassin' me, go after

thee Car jacker because his car belongs to me Angel

baby is my old school lowrider Got lexos, X-4's, but I

need something tighter What do you desire, straight

gangster going crazy Hynas love me but I love my, angel

baby



[Chorus]

Angel baby, my angel baby. Oooooo I love

you, Oooooo I do. Noone can love you, like I doOooooo,

Oooooo



[Verse 3: Mr. Capone-E]

Now its 6 o'clock, gotta hit the spot When it pops,

car hops and drops, goin' non-stop Watch out for the

cops, Tommy's Burgers' where park and stop Look

at them girls with the mini skirts But my angel baby stays

by my side and never ever will she flirt Drinkin' by

the curb, cops workPlaqas coming, disperse, what's

worse Pull me over again, and they can't wait just to

get, count toten They send us over now we're

back again Watcha, uh, and the night ain't done Rosie & the Originals in my date, what's next, we're

on a goodoneNow its time to go back, lay back,

cruise to the valleRoll through my calles, hynas follow us

on the highway Hay guey, they're fine, but my rides

amaze me Party over here, by my garage, its called my angel

baby



[Chorus]

Angel baby, my angel baby. Oooooo I love

you, Oooooo I do.Noone can love you, like I doOooooo,

Oooooo










		
			



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