Wale Feat. Chris Brown – Angles Lyrics

Oh, oh
(Kick it fool)
(Hitmaka) oh
Yeah
(Sound)
(OG Parker)

See the way you showin’ out, girl, I can’t tame you (tame)
I can’t blame you, yeah (blame)
You know the way to pose
You know, you know your angles, oh (straight)
I can’t tame you, I can’t tame you (yeah, Wale, yeah)
I can’t, I can’t change you, oh

Internationally known on this microphone
Holyfield, Ross crib, we at Tyson’s though
Lonely nights, I’m alight, I can vibe alone
So don’t be tight if I’m quiet, no inquiring though
I know your angles, way back then bitches show your bracelets
Cartiers, stack ’em for days, look like Thanos
You sayin’ the universe ain’t grateful (grateful)
I put infinity stones on all your fingers
Generous when I got feelings for who I got
Feelings for when I’m not feeling you, girl, I’m not
Dealing whatever feelings, I feel that you fear a lot
‘Cause I be in my feelings, I’m givin’ you what I’ve got
Maybe I’m on your page, maybe I got your heart
Maybe I can’t love you ’cause I don’t know where to start
Ain’t chasin’ your potential, potential ain’t enough
I guess I am what I am, but you are who you was, what’s up?

See the way you showin’ out, girl, I can’t tame you (tame)
I can’t blame you, yeah (blame)
You know the way to pose
You know, you know your angles, oh (straight)
I can’t tame you, I can’t tame you (you look good, though)
I can’t, I can’t change you, oh (you look good)

Okay, this energy’s givin’ me sex symbol
Pose for me, girl, I think I’m the best with you
Pose for me more, I think you the best for me
Now post when I’m done and credit your ex nigga
Hey, you petty, you flex different
You know I be the plug, the one that connect with you
Now go up in these stores and tell ’em who mess with you
You know I take you home, but now you address different (woo)
I ain’t trickin’, we clickin’
Now I ain’t trippin’, you sippin’
Reposado could sit where I say my sentences
I be with Hood, Chris and ’em, or the slimes
It’s young Folarin, I’ve been poppin’ back when Poppa came out (ooh)
I be like, “Shorty, shorty, put that shit on and take a pic”
“I bet you catch a body”
650, I pull up, they gon’ 180 to us
They gon’ be hatin’ on us
But you be straight, then I be straight, and ain’t no angle to it
Let’s do it, woo, ay, Chris

See the way you showin’ out, girl, I can’t tame you (tame)
I can’t blame you, yeah (blame)
You know the way to pose
You know, you know your angles, oh (straight)
I can’t tame you, I can’t tame you (tame)
I can’t, I can’t change you, oh