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Angel - On The Low (Remix) lyrics


Feat : Dappy & Eric Bellinger & Jeremih & Wretch

[Hook: Angel]
I've been getting money on the low
Girl you should come to my house
Big face Rollie for the wrist, I left it home on the couch
Even though a n***a don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it
I'm the type of n***a that will hold it down
Been getting money on the low
Big face Rollie on your list, girl that's the price of a house
Even though a n***a don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it

[Verse 1: Angel]
I've been getting money on the low
Look at you, look at me stocking these clothes
I ain't even turned up yet, I ain't gone home
If I do I'm putting on a suit and turning up in a Cayman, driving around
Oh na na, they salute when they see, I came in surfing around
I can get the honeys in the road
Look at you, look at me still in these clothes
I ain't even been to sleep yet
I've been doing late night shifts, 10 hours in a show, they all grinding it out
Oh they won't understand, when I'm in the booth and I'm high in the cloud

[Hook: Angel]
I've been getting money on the low
Girl you should come to my house
Big faced Rollie for the wrist, I left it home on the couch
Even though a n***a don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it
I'm the type of n***a that will hold it down
Been getting money on the low
Big faced Rollie on your list, girl that's the price of a house
Even though a n***a don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it

[Verse 2: Jeremih]
I've been getting money like a dope dealer, on the low grinding all week
Bought some new clothes upon a Tuesday, wore the same fit all week-end
Hand one b**h, she brought three friends
I ain't gotta fake or gotta pretend
Great White when it comes to R&B hits
We couldn't park there, probably get a precinct
I've been counting on the Washington's
Lincoln's and the Jackson's, Franklin's and the Benjamin's
I done hear some ladies talk a little, little vanilla in em
Mix it with some cinnamon, abum don't drop, I'ma still eat
Living through the hundreds, call it blue cheese

[Verse 3: Eric Bellinger]
I've been getting Grammys on the low
You be in the club singing all my sh**
You ain't even know I wrote all em other n***as songs
I cannot blame you, who does their homework
They don't check credits any more
I don't be trippin', I just head to the bank and the bars in the morn'
I would be foolish to take al this money, take pictures and post on the ground, n***a
I really do this, I don't have to prove it to you, n***as know who I am
So you can trick on them hoes if you wanna
But your cheque gon' be gone in the morning
While I'm sitting on a private beach
Just me and my girl in the private suite, n***a
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[Hook: Angel]
I've been getting money on the low
Big faced Rollie for the wrist, I left it home on the couch
Even though a n***a don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it
I'm the type of n***a that will hold it down
I've been getting money on the low
Big faced Rollie on your list, girl that's the price of a house
Even though a n***a don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it
Casue I've been getting money on the low

[Verse 4: Wretch 32]
I've been getting money on the low
Phone on silent, ringing hitters outside
Since I've been doing well, said I left her in a drought
Don't let me R. Kelly in your house, I can really take the piss with it
See I'm the one in front of six digits
Froggy style, make her quick ribbit
Said she like a cool n***a with a big business
I got an ice bucket challenge on my wrist, innit
Gorgeous like my other chick Zara
She got the vibes but she's never been to Gaza
And she look better on a bottle than a sparkler
And now like funny tummy, yeah I got the last laugh
Girl [?], I pulled up in a Phantom, listening to Buju Banton
I can boom bye bang em if I want
The woman and my clothes don't be clashing
Cause they're both so Italian
I run diesel by the gallon when I [?]

[Verse 5: Dappy]
I keep it 100 even when i'm down to zero
So tell your don scarface he's no Al Pacino
This ain't a movie so watch who you're watching
And that sh** you're rocking
Cause I might have to rob it like De Niro
We never cut corners cause we lean on em like Ducati's
You be stuck in traffic busting swishers on the cabbies
Me I got all these foreign b**hes screaming "Are you Dappy?"
Cause I be making money from London to Abu Dhabi
So what a blow, this is that straight off the bub flow
Call it cargo, f** you and that half fro
I'm still to introduce you to the real Pablo
Said she don't love ya, I bet she'll love how fast your car goes
Let's get it right, in life you have to handle sh** proper
Everything you see is all me, I would never borrow
They ain't letting me spray what I really wanna say
Cause at any stage they could drop me like Madonna
Then I'd really have to make money on the low

[Hook: Angel]
Money on the low, girl you should come to my house
Big face Rollie for the wrist, I left it home on the couch
Even though a n***a don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it
I'm the type of n***a that will hold it down
Been getting money on the low
Big face Rollie on your list, girl that's the price of a house
Even though a n***a don't show it
Everything you see, you know I own it
I've never been the type to go and blow it

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