ANGELZ

[00:02.87] Yeah, that's right
[00:05.47] It's not a Hardy Boy mystery neither
[00:07.64] This is real shit
[00:10.17] This shit come on right after Hart to Hart y'all
[00:12.77] No doubt, seven o'clock Fantasy Island
[00:16.78] This episode is "Death to a Brooklyn Man"
[00:19.33] And this is Tony's Angels, aiyyo
[00:22.03] It was three white bitches who worked for Tony Starks
[00:24.78] Undercover agents, far beyond narcs
[00:27.16] Amazed by their beauty marks, Wonder Woman bracelets
[00:29.82] Knee-high boots that was made by Clarks
[00:31.97] My dick got hard at how they spoke and shit
[00:34.23] Every language was music to the kid as if
[00:36.66] I was modern day King Midas
[00:38.30] Doreen, Skye and Kelly, Starky's Angels, Shaolin's finest
[00:41.57] Though it happened in the streets of Brooklyn
[00:43.23] Plus I played the whip real low 'cause my face was woofin'
[00:46.16] My Angels jetted out of Albee Square, gun out, wrap in their hair
[00:49.46] Kinda crowded so they clapped in the air
[00:51.21] Chased a nigga down block for block, squeezing Glocks
[00:53.79] These mommies real angels, took one off his top
[00:56.13] He's a rapist, murderer, convict, burglar
[00:58.72] The more they ran, the more their skirts got dirtier
[01:01.07] Sending shots like check day, FedEx expressway
[01:03.72] Boom bow bing, you heard the gunplay
[01:05.63] "Who shot that duck out the window?", Mr. Lee said
[01:08.54] "Three pay now, you fucking weed head"
[01:11.03] We can stop the finest suspect, he's dead
[01:13.59] Then I pulled up, "Come on girls to Club Med"
[01:16.19] Stay tuned for the conclusion
[01:17.89] Three's Company "Family Jewels"
[01:20.86] Two brown sisters assisted the Villain, DOOM
[01:23.26] He woke up stoked like they was still in the room
[01:25.33] Freed his right arm and leg, it was more like a sweep
[01:27.84] Release his other leg, arm, head and rose to his feet
[01:30.34] Staggering except for the socks and mask, naked
[01:32.72] Threw on the boxers, searching for the Treo
[01:34.87] Checkin' for the keys, the dough, a robbery expected
[01:37.59] Yet nothing obvious was missing
[01:39.40] Recollected now why Hollywood hotties stepped in Giuseppe Zanotti's
[01:42.94] Personnel nurses, Chanel purses, CLK shottie
[01:45.40] Chasing Patrice with Thai iced teas
[01:47.57] She drive while nice to veggie fried rice spicy
[01:50.06] Told them both, "I don't feel so well, my belly
[01:52.57] Spin me down Melrose, drive me to the telly
[01:54.97] Y'all go 'head and get the dutches, be back, copy"
[01:57.13] Feeling woozy, no uzi, who's he see in the lobby
[01:59.50] (Peace) peace, pizza man (change a hundred) stopped and looked
[02:02.53] Whoops, left the knot in her pocket book
[02:04.90] Wasn't the juks but too careless fearless
[02:07.12] Got to the room and fell flat out on the terrace
[02:09.53] The question remains, "Who bound and gagged him?"
[02:11.84] That's when they found the empty pack of black Magnum
[02:14.24] Villains skied a gram on the street, 50 G
[02:16.62] The part of Mr. Roper was played by Mr. T
[02:19.47] I'm Mr. T, fuck Charlie
[02:21.79] Like I was sayin' (true story) I'm Mr. T
[02:25.06] Kelly, you gon' give me some pussy?
[02:27.09] You know what you gon' do (Janet was dark-skinned)
[02:29.38] You too Dorine, your little fat ass can't get away neither and shit
[02:33.16] Kristy was brown-skinned
[02:33.78] Uh-huh, that's right, yeah, I'ma call them Theodore niggas
[02:37.25] SWAT team on alert and shit
[02:39.32] Uh-huh, yeah, that's right, Skye, you can't hide, baby
[02:42.82] You got the best head nigga, word up
[02:45.79] The mask was chromed out
[02:47.57] This real Angel shit, y'all my bitches
[02:50.14] Toney Bosley in this bitch, nigga
[02:53.56] Word up, gimme back my boots
[03:02.15] Theodore! (Villain)
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