Aww, Aww, Who's girl
Some say the blacker the berry, the the juice And you know, baby girl, damn proved it true She was fine as peach wine She the bus on a 129th
I used to watch her every as I ride by Her Lil' man on the showin' his behind I mean she had so much on her mind That she caught the city bus to the line
She the victim of a deadbeat baby daddy The game took him and I you that was all she had for a sister, real bad I mean she need some of assistance, a helping hand
One day she looked in the mirror, standin' there when she saw the money and how to make it Turned around, shook her ass, grabbed her Miss Angela is open for business
I'm like "Whoa, whoa, that girl?" She the baddest in the whole damn And you can call her when you're feelin' This is the story of Angela
I don't know What I've been (I don't but) Just get your money, don't your soul Sit back and ask yourself what wrong? In the story of Jones, now
off the bat, Angie got the work Winin' and dinin' and them jerks She went from watches, humble beginnings To that wrist wear with diamonds in 'em
The women couldn't fuck with Angela It was all in the waist, how she ya Dog, I mean girl had that thing That could knock ya ass clean out and take your
It's a shame all the things that child do to you She'd do that dance like Beyonce do Cold with her and a twenty two Just in case the night didn't go like supposed to
Who'd be mad at Not this kid She just playin' with the hand she was dealt and real So when I it in the paper, who could I blame? Hooker found slain, Angie's her name, a shame
I'm like, "Whoa, whoa, who's girl?" She the in the whole damn world And you can her when you're feelin' alone is the story of Angela Jones
I don't know what I've told (I don't but) Just get your money, don't your soul Sit back and ask what went wrong? In the of Angela Jones, now
How I wish, how I How I I could save ya (I wish I save ya) I wish I could make ya (I wish I coulda it better for ya, baby) How I wish, how I How I I could save ya I wish I could make ya
How I wish, how I How I wish I could ya (I wish I could ya) I wish I make ya better (I I coulda made it better for ya, baby) How I wish, how I How I wish I save ya I wish I make ya better
I'm like, "Whoa, whoa, who's girl?" She the baddest in the damn world And you can call her when you're alone is the story of Angela Jones
I don't know I've been told (I don't but) Just get money, don't lose your soul Sit back and ask yourself, went wrong? In the story of Jones, now
I'm like, "Whoa, whoa, who's girl?" She the baddest in the whole world And you can call her you're feelin' alone This is the story of Angela
I don't know what I've been (I know) Just get your money, don't lose soul