Angel remix Songtext
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Angel remix Songtext
- John Legend]
If I could, I′d give you the world
Wrap it all around you
Won't be satisfied with just a piece of this heart
My angel, oh angel
You′re my angel, oh angel
Oh, dreams are dreams
Some dreams come true
I found a real dream, baby when I found you
You're so strong, but tender too
You're my angel
You′re my angel
You′re my angel
You're my angel
Uh, she only wearin′ drawers to the doctor
She switch her hair up like the Feds watching
She got a cell phone and a Tunechi phone
I paid her bills twice, she got a house phone for decoration
Hold up, she keep herself up real nice
She the shit plus two
She kiss herself before she go to sleep
I don't know what keep her from sayin′: "I'm the shit, fuck you"
And still put up with my shit
I just thank my lucky stars when the sky lit like a pilot
Hold up, she sleep in a fetal position
She sleep with her feet on a nigga
Hold up, she cook and feed
And feed off a nigga, hold up
Girl just breathe on a nigga oohh
I cut Anita Baker on
And make her moan, and break her bone
She at home with nothing but an apron on
Halo blonde
I′m the only horny devil that-that angel waiting on
Cause when she fell from Heaven I was there to break the fall
Lord knows she's my angel, my angel
You're my angel
You′re my angel
You′re my angel
No baby don't go, no baby
Oh baby don′t go
Oh baby don't go, no baby
Oh mine
You′re mine, my angel
Oh angel
If I could, I′d give you the world
Wrap it all around you
Won't be satisfied with just a piece of this heart
My angel, oh angel
You′re my angel, oh angel
Oh, dreams are dreams
Some dreams come true
I found a real dream, baby when I found you
You're so strong, but tender too
You're my angel
You′re my angel
You′re my angel
You're my angel
Uh, she only wearin′ drawers to the doctor
She switch her hair up like the Feds watching
She got a cell phone and a Tunechi phone
I paid her bills twice, she got a house phone for decoration
Hold up, she keep herself up real nice
She the shit plus two
She kiss herself before she go to sleep
I don't know what keep her from sayin′: "I'm the shit, fuck you"
And still put up with my shit
I just thank my lucky stars when the sky lit like a pilot
Hold up, she sleep in a fetal position
She sleep with her feet on a nigga
Hold up, she cook and feed
And feed off a nigga, hold up
Girl just breathe on a nigga oohh
I cut Anita Baker on
And make her moan, and break her bone
She at home with nothing but an apron on
Halo blonde
I′m the only horny devil that-that angel waiting on
Cause when she fell from Heaven I was there to break the fall
Lord knows she's my angel, my angel
You're my angel
You′re my angel
You′re my angel
No baby don't go, no baby
Oh baby don′t go
Oh baby don't go, no baby
Oh mine
You′re mine, my angel
Oh angel
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