[Intro]

What else, what's up?

(Yeah) what's up?

What's up? Huh?

Izzar, what's up?

What's up, what's up?

[Verse 1]

You a diamond in the rough, links to my cuffs

Keep a nigga sharper than the crease in my tux

Is it really love? Is it hype? Is it lust?

Whatever is it, I'm loaded, I need to bust

Manicure, pedicure, scratch it - I'm the better cure

I'm a winner, so you know and where I'm headin' for

Bottom ain't a option, the top got a slot

With yours and my name, so the picture won't crop

Your stats went up since you got ya booty shot, now ya booty hot

Sick, it need a flu shot

You know I keep it dirty, 7:30, how you like

No need to pack a bag, it's movin', this is the life (what else?)

[Chorus: Red Cafe & Angela Winbush sample]

Angel..

You the baddest

Ain't another chick fuckin' with yo' status, yo' name is

Angel..

You's a lady boss

Everybody wanna taste of your lady sauce, what else?

Angel..

In ya birthday suit like, yeah, a wet birthday suit, huh

Angel..

You's a lady boss

Don't ever let 'em get a taste of that lady sauce, what else?

[Verse 2]

Shorty dangerous, in her own right

I'm like security, stand up the whole night

Every day I hustle like my name Russell

And I'm gettin' chips, Lay's with the little Ruffles

I'm knowin' these suckers be talkin' that you don't listen

'Cause ev'rytime you listen, it sound like intermission

Just be my co-pilot, mama, I'm in position

Now ev'rybody bitin', I feel like I'm goin' fishin'

She ask me did I come, she screamin' I'm the best

The best is yet to come, if we talkin' 'bout sex

Plant seeds, watch 'em grow like palm trees

Collar up, reminiscent of the Fonzie, where you at my

[Chorus: Red Cafe & Angela Winbush sample]

Angel..

You the baddest

Ain't another chick fuckin' with yo' status, yo' name is

Angel..

You's a lady boss

Everybody wanna taste of your lady sauce, what else?

Angel..

In ya birthday suit like, yeah, a wet birthday suit, huh

Angel..

You's a lady boss

Don't ever let 'em get a taste of that lady sauce, what else?