Angel Baby

feat. Rosie & the Originals

That's right, ha ha, this is for the oldies

And the O.G. lowriders

As for me, this is Mr. Capone-e

Kickin' back with Rosie & the Originals

Talkin' about, my angel baby

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Angel baby, my angel baby

Oooooo I love you, Oooooo I do

Noone can love you, like I do

Oooooo, 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, trip

it

It'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, cuz 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

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[Verse 2: 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

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[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 work

Plaqas coming, disperse, what's worse

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

ten

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 good

one

Now its time to go back, lay back, cruise to the valle

Roll 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

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