Damn, my baby is so fine
And she always on the grind
She know she one of a kind
And she always say that what's hers is mine, my baby
And vice versa what's mine is hers
She ain't faced by them other birds, yeah
She ain't never been much for words
Don't fuck around and get, get your feelings hurt
My baby is so
Ghetto
(Ghetto)
Angel
(Angel)
You'll know it when you see her
You can tell by her demeanor
She's my
Ghetto
(Ghetto)
Angel
She always got my back
And I guess I love the fact that she's
Ghetto, oh, oh, angel, oh, oh, oh
And whenever things get deep
She's right there next to me, she's my
My baby don't play no games
Said she's allergic to the lames
I'm in love with the way she's framed
And I'm talking 'bout her body
And our love is off the chain, listen
She got money but still the same
Not affected by all the fame
And like the ghetto from where she came
Ain't a damn thing change
That's why she's my
Ghetto
(Ghetto)
Angel
(Angel)
You'll know it when you see her
You can tell by her demeanor
She's my
Ghetto
(Ghetto)
Angel
(Angel)
She always got my back
And I guess I love the fact that she's
Ghetto, oh, oh, oh, angel, oh, oh, oh
And whenever things get deep
She's right there next to me, she's my