WALE, Chris Brown — Angles

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[Intro: Chris Brown]
Oh, oh
($K, kick it, fool)
(Hitmaka)
Oh, oh
Yeah
(Sound)
(OG Parker)

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Wale]
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, oh-oh (Straight)
I can’t tame you, I can’t tame you (Tame, yeah, Wale, yeah)
I can’t, I can’t change you, oh (Ooh, yeah)

[Verse 1: Wale]
Internationally known on this microphone
Holyfield, Ross crib, we at Tyson’s though
Lonely nights, I’m alright, I can vibe alone
So don’t be tired 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? (Wale)

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Wale]
See the way you showing 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, oh-oh (Straight)
I can’t tame you, I can’t tame you (Tame, you look good, girl)
I can’t, I can’t change you, oh (Ooh, said you look good)

[Verse 2: Wale & Chris Brown]
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’re 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’d take you home, but now you a dress different (Woo)
I ain’t trickin’, we clickin’
And 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 «Poppin'» came out (Ooh)
I be like, «Shorty, shorty, put that shit on and take a pic, I bet you catch a body»
Six hundred fifty, I pull up, they gon’ one-eighty 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, ayy, Chris

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
See the way you showing 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, oh-oh (Straight)
I can’t tame you, I can’t tame you (Tame)
I can’t, I can’t change you, oh (Ooh)