Song parody of
angel no. 4
by Tearyeyed
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I could tell you
What I want to
I can't fail you
When I want to
I won't tell you
What I won't do
I can't sell you
Something I don't got to sell
That boat
Shit it need a sail
Ooooh ya in channel
Double c's
That's
Short for cece
I can't tell you how i feel
When I don't
Feel anything baby
I can't tell you where to park
When you flew here
Shit land on the runway
She look good
Prolly born on a runway
Get out of town
Prolly feeling like a runaway
Oh oh
She look good
Prolly born on a runway
She feel good
Prolly feeling like a runaway
Give me the keys
Like you playing chords
Been had it been had it
And that's to accord
To accordance to me
In a Honda accord
Doing 50 plus 40
That's 90
Can't outshine me
Not diamonds
These ain't rhinestones
This is flintstones
Too hard too rock
No elbow pads
Throw it in the crowd
Scream it loud
When you see me ima show up out
Show out like the show sold out
No tickets
Done did it
Been did it
Ima toss it off the backboard
Off the glass baby
See my reflection
Off the
Off the glass baby
See my reflection
Off the glass
I don't wonder where you go
I won't call ya
I can't act like I don't know
Your number
Angel number 4
Trying to soar
Take it out if it feels too soar
It was just a bruise
At least it will change color
I could tell you
What I want to
I can't fail you
When I want to
I won't tell you
What I won't do
I can't sell you
Something I don't got to sell
That boat
Shit it need a sail
Ooooh ya in channel
Double c's
That's
Short for cece
I can't tell you how i feel
When I don't
Feel anything baby
I can't tell you where to park
When you flew here
Shit land on the runway
She look good
Prolly born on a runway
Get out of town
Prolly feeling like a runaway
Oh oh
She look good
Prolly born on a runway
She feel good
Prolly feeling like a runaway
Give me the keys
Like you playing chords
Been had it been had it
And that's to accord
To accordance to me
In a Honda accord
Doing 50 plus 40
That's 90
Can't outshine me
Not diamonds
These ain't rhinestones
This is flintstones
Too hard too rock
No elbow pads
Throw it in the crowd
Scream it loud
When you see me ima show up out
Show out like the show sold out
No tickets
Done did it
Been did it
Ima toss it off the backboard
Off the glass baby
See my reflection
Off the
Off the glass baby
See my reflection
Off the glass
I don't wonder where you go
I won't call ya
I can't act like I don't know
Your number
Angel number 4
Trying to soar
Take it out if it feels too soar
It was just a bruise
At least it will change color
