Song: Baby If You’re Ready ~~ 2000 ~~ 3:39
Artist: Doggys Angels featuring Latoiya Williams
LP/CD: Pleezbaleevit! ~~ TVT ~~ 2000
Composers: K. Marion~C. Gaines~K. Proby~L. Williams~P. Brooks~K. Gilliam

Baby, if you’re ready, I can give you what you lookin’ for
I guarantee once you stay with me, you’ll want no more
And baby, if you want it you can get it once we close the door
Woo...

You know it’s somethin’ ‘bout rollin’ wit’ a G like you
Khaki’s, french braids wrapped up, all keepin’ it true
In the G, yes when you see us we on dubs
Any BS that wanna see us, get domed up
A-Team’s on the hang like you bang for years
Main b**** and I ain’t switch, bring ‘em to tears
High pitch like Eddie Kendricks when you hit an appendix
His and her’s semi’s regulate the problems we finish
Taught me how to grind, separate my nickles from dubs
G with it when you winnin’, so I’m showing you love
Had to check a broad yesterday for grillin’ you down
Shut it down quick ‘cause me still wanna see these rounds
Any beef you got, trust we gon’ eat it together
Hold it down in the hood while I get this cheddar
Whether it’s all grits or gravy or we ready to tangle
It’s all G-heavenly, so you labelin’ me your angel

Baby, if you’re ready, I can give you what you lookin’ for
I guarantee once you stay with me, you’ll want no more
And baby, if you want it you can get it once we close the door
Woo...

You know you chose the best when you singled me out
I got these cats at close range, I’m contagious to these lames with broke game
It’s time to kill game, I feel your pain
They wanna stretch you for some change, never worry, Boo
I’m not gon’ change, it’s gon’ still feel the same
Besides you said you done with them games, it ain’t no love loss
I hollered at your lawyer and I stated the cause
Boss b**** and I can put that on the cross, I’mma bang for you
And we gon’ pull through, so when I release you from them balls
We gon’ look up at the stars, notice the hood stars
They movin’ inside us, to get inside and make war
And as for them broads, you know the rules
It ain’t a chicken alive that can walk in my shoes
I paid dues to see the Bentley pull up brand new
What the f***, they better get on the bus
Remember the dreams about the house up on the hill
Spendin’ about a quarter mill’ on a meal

Baby, if you’re ready, I can give you what you lookin’ for
I guarantee once you stay with me, you’ll want no more
And baby, if you want it you can get it once we close the door
Woo...

I got a fettish for thugs, rugged with mean mugs
When he lonely, he phone me to please him
Jeans saggin’, boots size 12, like all damn
As he unclothed my mind froze, like, oh, man
Underestimated, for so what, she’s just a faded
Call it how I see it, shoot the game, I’m tryin’ to play it
(So into you and your Davidson House shoes)
Flippin’ yey and choppin’ bricks (Figures beyond six)
And he not incarcerated, departed and used to hate me
Couldn’t wait till you hit the gates to get activists ready
Your type is what I’m diggin’, gossip heard obsolete
Plans occurred on the sneak, swing superb and unique
Keep you pimpin’ it tight, addicted like all night
Eight inches, six pack, dig that, it’s alright
Dead G over at ???? burn like opium
He’s a straight trophy and grip tight, I’m holdin’ on

Baby, if you’re ready, I can give you what you lookin’ for
I guarantee once you stay with me, you’ll want no more
And baby, if you want it you can get it once we close the door
Woo...

Here’s another one
Yeah
Doggys angels
And this is a Dog House production
My dogs, Battlecat
Yeah
It’s how we do it, ya’ll
Woof
Ha-ha, ha-ha
Bow wow, bow wow, bow wow, bow wow, bow wow

Transcribed by: Char Star
Uploaded on: December 10, 2000