Lyrics
That's right
This is for the OGs (OGs)
And the OG lowriders (Lowriders)
Ha, and for me, it's Mr. Capone-E (uh)
Kickin' back with Rosie and The Originals (Originals)
Ha, talkin' 'bout, my angel baby
Angel baby, my angel baby
Ooh-hoo, I love you, ooh-hoo, I do
No one could love you like I do
Ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo
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, 'cause 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
It's the 818, what's up, G?
To the 805, lowridin' with the underworld family
Angel baby, my angel baby
Ooh-hoo, I love you, ooh-hoo, I do
No one could love you like I do
Ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo
Ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo
Zip, zip, zip, ridin' low, with the Hi Power Soldiers
Criminal, Lil Dreamer, Malo Mac, Snaps, and Scrappy 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, it's another day, cruisin' down the highway
Saturday, Sunday, sideways, pancake it on a one-way
Oops, Jura 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 the
Car jacker because his car belongs to me
Angel Baby is my old-school lowrider