Grades - Angel

Woah, girl, I miss you

Oh, girl, I miss you

Woah, yeah

I ain’t lookin' for no rich girl, I got my money up

So rich girl, am I gon' set it off? Oh

Rich and makin' love and I ain’t even know your name, name

I switch girls when I had enough

Oh, this girl is all I’m thinkin' off, oh

Baby, you ain’t even gotta stand up in the ring, yeah

So if you come here to my place

Baby, we can smoke up the hi grade

Them kinda herb make you feel like

Really make you love 'til you feel right

Why don’t you come over my place?

Baby, we can smoke up the hi grade

Them kinda herbs make you feel like

Really make you love 'til you feel right

Woah, girl, I miss you

Oh, girl, I miss you

Woah, yeah

I ain’t lookin' for no thrift girl, want my money now

A rough man, they trip and fall in love but

Baby, when we you know love is just a game

Young, fresh, clean

And got no ring or no proposals, just a pocket full of roses for ya

Sun, shade or sea, you better light one up yourself and free

So if you come here to my place

Baby, we can smoke up the hi grade

Them kinda herb make you feel like

Really make you love 'til you feel right, oh

Come my place

Baby, we be smokin' the hi grade

Them kinda herbs make you feel like

Really make you love 'til you feel right

Woah, girl, I miss you

Oh, girl, I miss you

Woah, yeah