Sunday Lyrics

Sunday

I don't care if it's

The first day of the week

Or the last

Time flies, feels like

A week has passed

But it's still Sunday

One day

Imma have my own crib

You're gonna live in it

Best believe we'll put

A couple kids in it

I got a bit of debt

But the mission is

To diminish it

Before I'm finished

With this rap shit

Gonna buy you rings

That ain't plastic

Gonna buy you

So many things

On my plastic

Gonna get you

A Paddock basher

So that you can just

Thrash it

But I know that

Doesn't matter

Because

All you really want from me

Is honesty

It's gotta be the platform

Top to bottom

Our philosophy

So promise me

You've not forgotten

Sunday morning

Rain is pouring

I don't care if you're awake

Or snoring

You're still there

And we can do

Shades of horny

Blades of glory

Blaze all morning

Fuck it, I don't care

Days are short?

I'll make you warm

Baby's born?

Won't pay support

I'll praise the Lord

It's a sure thing

When we are together

And I sure wish

That this morning

Could last forever

Well oh yeah

We so scared

But don't fear

We can cope yeah

The coast clear

We oh so near

I know heads turn

So clear

That so many bros care

Say "no fair"

But don't stare

Like they do, at you

When you walk past

With that short ass

In them jeans

You know I'm only asking

For me

My heart is not only

In this partially

They way I'm feeling

Is startling me

No not half of me

You get

The whole damn thing

Your finger's gonna hold

That ring

I know there's occasions

Where It's cold I bring

But your soul is

So amazing

So your maze

Is where I'm staying

Praying to be yours

Forevermore

It's music to my ears

Whenever I hear your call

This music in my ears

It may be beautiful

But there's no way

These instruments can do

A single thing that

You can do

Sunday morning

Rain is pouring

I don't care if you're awake

Or snoring

You're still there

And we can do

Shades of horny

Blades of glory

Blaze all morning

Fuck it, I don't care

Days are short?

I'll make you warm

Baby's born?

Won't pay support

I'll praise the Lord

It's a sure thing

When we are together

And I sure wish

That this morning

Could last forever

More than one out of seven

Gimme seven

All done, more come

Gimme head

And give me heaven

Scored one, sure fun

Steady revving on my engine

Sore tongue, sore lungs

You got me

Checking my heartbeat

Part freak

Match the tempo of

Guitar's beat

One secret?

Never like me to hide that

Awake me from my dreams

Like "where my bride at?"

I check my temperature

For Sunday Fever

And it's high, damn

Quite glad

Yes well, I might add

That on my pad

You take up pages

Same day that I buy that

And other women?

Can't deny them

Bit of nice chat

But at my pad

You're the one who getting

The night cap

Ah baby

I'll make the statement

That you made me crazy

Play me

Claim me for yourself

Safety falling down

My baby may she remain

Please

Sunday morning

Rain is pouring

I don't care if you're awake

Or snoring

You're still there

And we can do

Shades of horny

Blades of glory

Blaze all morning

Fuck it, I don't care

Days are short?

I'll make you warm

Baby's born?

Won't pay support

I'll praise the Lord

It's a sure thing

When we are together

And I sure wish

That this morning

Could last forever