My Angel Lyrics - Pimp C

I wanna dedicate this song to my momma 

Know what Im talkin about? 

Happy birthday momma, happy birthday 

To all the bullshit niggaz tryin to kill us, yup 

Yeah, you know what Im sayin uh? 

The false divorces, child support court, that's right, all that 

Nigga droppin out of school you stood by me 

Know what Im talkin about? 

Thank you, goin to jail 

So a lot of motherfuckers be sayin stars up in the sky 

But my star right here, that's my angel 

Know what Im talkin about? Check this out 

I been on top of the world and been on bottom of the grind 

I came through in the fresh cars playin surround 

I been in the city sellin crack at the dope fiends 

Tryin to come up, used to be strung out on promethazine 

I used to smoke fry, wasn't scared to die 

Every day when I wake up I want to get high 

My momma came and got me from that devil dope 

And keep me good even though I used to choose hoes 

And sometimes with her older family members they lil' bit wrong 

But that's how I came up, makin rap songs 

I been in this shit since 16, comin up 

And puttin motherfuckers up on this thing up in this rap scene 

Uh, and when they took my money 

Momma never ever looked at me funny, now check it out 

The manager I had wasn't shit 

The nigga stole everything and snorted coke like a bitch 

My momma stepped into this shit and went to every town 

That we came to, every city puttin it down 

And when them niggaz wanted to kill me, my momma said 

Fuck that bitch, I know you motherfuckers feel me, uh 

So when you see me in the city with my T lady 

Best believe we comin up and we ain't livin shady 

I'm her baby and that is my only momma 

I'll kill you bitch ass niggaz if you brang the drama 

I found my angel, angel 

That angel is mine, angel 

I found my angel, angel 

That angel is mine, angel 

I was young, I used to get sick a lot 

Now I'm rich puttin it down with Rap-A-Lot 

I used to have the flu, colds and pneumonia 

Niggaz always tried to come and try to move on ya 

Cause in my city you either got to be a hustler 

Or you're out on the corner smokin crack and a buster 

So I had to come up fast 

When niggaz come through I put that [Incomprehensible] on his ass 

I found my angel, angel 

That angel is mine, angel 

I found my angel, angel 

That angel is mine, angel