Angie's Son Lyrics

They know I'm my momma's child It's The Don n***a

They know I'm my momma's child But I be stylin' like my daddy

Could've went vegan, all this cabbage Pour me up some yellow anytime I need relaxin

Don't need your opinion, I'm a genie with this fashion

She like the way I smell, I got her tuggin' on my fabric

Four-point stance, I'm a blitz of John Madden

Sounds like I be gone, n***a, I'm flowin' like Aladdin

I don't need no beat, ballin' down, straight spazzin

I'ma give it to him, dawg, I gotta let him have it

I'm about the blues, should've played for the magic

Pockets was hurtin', now I got diamonds in my belt

Don't think the timing was perfect, David Copperfield

Once you let me get it, yeah, I'm goin' ghost

Break bread with my dawgs, I get a whole loaf

N***a, everybody eat Watch out for the cross, cause it be snakes

that you don't see And I put that on me

Treat them how they did me I got a shit on him

Shoot my shot at his hoe, bet I won't miss on him

Diamonds in his cuban, jumpin' like Levine The whole roster full, no new players on the team

They know I'm my momma's child But I be stylin' like my daddy

Could've went vegan, all this cabbage Pour me up some yellow anytime I need relaxin

Don't need your opinion, I'm a genie with this fashion

She like the way I smell, I got her tuggin' on my fabric

Four-point stance, I'm a bitch, her job, I'm at it

Sounds like I be gone, bitch, I'm flowin' like Aladdin

Cut a n***a's beef, on the dime, straight spazz

Money clean, bitch clean, but my cup dirty

.64 deuce, call it a James Worthy Dark shades like I'm Blade

She gon' eat me up on the spot, n***a, undelayed

She gon' eat me up on the spot He askin' why she like me, cause I'm somethin' you know

Real done, dawg, I guess I get it from my pops

Real done, dawg, I guess I get it from my hoes

They know I'm my momma's child But I'm stylin' like my daddy

Could've went vegan, all this cabbage Pour me up some yellow anytime I need relaxin

Don't need your opinion, I'm a genie with this fashion

She like the way I smell, I got her tuggin' on my fabric

Four-point stance, I'm a bitch, her job, I'm at it

Sounds like I'm McDonald, bitch, I'm flowin' like Aladdin

Cut a n***a's beef, on the dime, straight spazz