(feat. Lawand Johnson, Kenya Miller)



[Kenya Miller]

Angels!  Ooh ooh

Angels!  Ooh oh ooh angels



[Mia X (Kenya & Lawand Johnson singing in background)]

Precious little boy and girl growing up fast, in this foul world

Mama's trying to do all she can to get through the tough times

Press rewind and go back to early days

And I would do it all the same way

Keep my babies, yeah I struggled

But God ain't give me more than I could handle

Sent me two angels when my life was tangled in knots

And they're all I've got

My everything so pure and sweet

Two perfect little parts of me, the heart of me

Mommie, pulled some rabbits out some hats to pay the bills

And fix ya meals, cause you both gave me the will power

To tower over obstacles in our path

And when I'm sad, ya innocence makes me laugh

So glad to have a son and a daughter, so I strive harder

To keep it tight and bring comfort in your lives

And I try not to bash ya dads and bring you in the drama

Though you both know I've been the daddy and the mama

And I'ma keep doing all I can

To make a strong black woman and man, out my angels



[Chorus: Kenya & Lawand]

Oh my angels, yeah

Mommie's angels, mommie's a-a-angels

Oh angels, mommie's angels

You're my angels, my angels, my angel child

Ooh, mommie's angels, angel, angel

You're my angel, ooh, mommie's a-a-angels, angel yeah ooh



[Verse 2]

I'm ya real model

Don't need to play no role and I don't hold, rap, or move the dramas

For the way my flowers blossom

I'ma put it down and keep it real for the both of you

Expose you to life, let you know wrong or right like

If y'all sell dope you might go to jail or get killed

If y'all use drugs y'all will destroy ya minds, lie, and steal

Lose ya self-respect, essence and ya pride

And mama won't succeed the birth of ya rise, so strive

If y'all sleep around unprotected

Expect to have a bunch of little children

All diseases that can't be cured and

If y'all quit school ya play the fool that's half steppin'

Intelligent black folks are our strongest weapon, get ya lessons

Vocal sessions on the regular, eye contact

I'm ready to take responsibility for the mine's act

So save that blame it on him, her, them for mine

I'll have to find the time to shape their little minds

They're my angels



[Chorus]



[Verse 3]

I'ma carry y'all till y'all can carry yourselves on ya own

Hugs and kisses way after y'all grown

Help ya out when ya need but stress independence

Unconditional love, that's my life sentence, no repentence needed

This is how it's supposed to be

And I'ma keep my children close to me

Hope to be, the best mama that I can

Precious Lord please take me by my hands

And guide me with ya righteous wings

Cause I don't want my babies to regret a thing

He's my king, she's my queen

They're my world, thank you for my little boy and girl, mommie's angels



[Chorus to fade]