Doom

Doom - Angelz lyrics

rate me

Yeah

That's right, it's not a Hardy Boy mystery neither

This is real shit

This shit come on right after Hart to Hart y'all

No doubt, seven o'clock Fantasy Island

This episode is "Death to a Brooklyn man"

This is Toney's Angels

Aiyyo, it was three white bitches who worked for Tony Starks

Undercover agents, far beyond NARC's

Amazed by their beauty marks

Wonder Woman bracelets, knee-high boots that was made by Clarks

My dick got hard on how they spoke and shit

Every language was music to the kid as if

I was modern day King Midas

Doreen, Skye and Kelly, Starky's Angels - Shaolin's Finest

Though it happened in the streets of Brooklyn

Plus I played the whip real low cause my face was woofin'

My angels jetted out of Albee Square, gun out, wrap in they hair

Kind of crowded so they clapped in the air

Chase a nigga down block for block, squeezing Glocks

These mammies real anxious to blow off his top

He's a rapist, murderer, convict, burglar

The more they ran the more they skirts got dirtier

Sending shots like check day, FedEx expressway

BOOM BOW BING! You heard the gunplay

"Who shot the duck out the window? " Mr. Lee said

"Three pay now, you fucking weed head! "

We can stop the fire, the suspect, he's dead

Then I pulled up "Come on girls to Club Med"

Stay tuned for the conclusion, Three's Company

Family jewels

Two brown sisters assisted the Villain Doom

He woked up, stoked like they was still in his room

Freed his right arm and leg, it was more like a sweep

Released his other leg, arm, head and rose to his feet

Staggering except for the socks and mask, naked

Threw on the boxers, searching for the trio

Checking for the keys, to go, a robbery expected

Yet nothing obvious was missing

Recollected now why Hollywood hotties stepped into Giuseppe Zanotti's

Personal nurses, Chanel purses, CLK shotty

Chasing Patrice with Thai iced teas

She drive wild nice to Veggie Fried Rice Spicy

Told them both "I don't feel so well, my belly"

"Spin me down Melrose, drive me to the telly"

"Y'all go head and get the dutches, be back, copy"

Feeling woozy, no Uzi, who's he see in the lobby? (Peace)

Peace, pizza man (change a hundred) stopped and looked

Nah whoops, left the knot in her pocket book

Wasn't the joox but too careless, fareless

Got to the room and fell flat out on the terrace

The question remained who bound and gagged him

That's when they found the empty pack of black Magnum

Villain's skeeter, gram on the street, fifty G

The part of Mr. Roper was played by Mr. T

Fuck Charlie, that's r...

(True story)

Kelly, you gon' give me some pussy

You know what you gonna do

(Janet was dark-skinned)

You too Dorine, your little fat ass can't get away neither and shit

(Kristy was brown-skinned)

Uh huh, that's right yeah I'm a call them Theodore niggas

SWAT team on alert and shit

Uh huh, yeah that's right, Skye you can't hide baby

You got the best head nigga, word up

(The mask was chromed out)

This real Angel shit, y'all my bitches

Toney Bosley in this bitch, nigga

Word up, gimme back my boots

THEODORE!

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