Angelito (part. Bad Gyal)

Baby girl
I have a story to tell you, but only I know it
Let me know
Tell me if there is love on your part, I am not what you know

Baby, I won't say anything
From the city, I escaped
Here on the island relaxed
I rolled him up, he kissed me

I, your little angel, am going to fly
Burning like a Rasta
You obviously want to make me enjoy
You never tire of looking at me

Come, come, come, mai
Come, nobody touches my gyal
She wants a real gangsta love
Tea something different, something special
I never tire of looking at you

Even if the clock is late
I have love for you, mommy, you are art
He has a gift, he lights a blunt, he doesn't even share
Mommy, I have a story to tell you
But it's two by two, mommy, you're part

With a little, I can make you fall in love
When I saw you, your attitude, I liked you
Dancing, I can't avoid hitting myself
With others, I can't connect

I, your little angel, am going to fly
Burning like a Rasta
You obviously want to make me enjoy
You never tire of looking at me

Come, come, come, mai
Come, nobody touches my gyal
She wants a real gangsta love
Tea something different, something special (rrah)
I'm never tired of looking at you (yeah)

It was perfect since you tried me
(Today I'm going to look for you, baby girl) yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
After that you wanted a second part
And I didn't want to idealize you

We were partying in Jamaica (yeah)
Everybody dances (ah)
Lots of whiskey, lots of blone', nothing changes
People ask for ploh-ploh, ask for fire, ah
I'll come, I'll give you a kiss, mommy, there's nothing else

I, your little angel, am going to fly
Burning like a Rasta
You obviously want to make me enjoy
You never tire of looking at me

Come, come, come, mai
Come, nobody touches my gyal
She wants a real love gangsta (I'm your real love gangsta)
Tea something different, something special (yes, sir)
I never tire of looking at you

TR1, ma', Bad Gyal
What do you say, dad?