Sundays
Sarah Itamah
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Wake up in the morning I'm still tryna get my shit back Listening to niggas that ain't spit man they shit whack Lying on the floor with pen that's my attack Ain't no 45 but I still gon give you that smack A nice remedy For all you bitches that keep on trying me I ain't saying names no publicity So you can hide your smile behind hide your teeth And keep your fake remorse I know it hurts you when you see me go All the places you ain't ever been before So keep back before I treat that Your looks say I cannot do that It's funny how you tracing my tracks Thank God for the clubs on the Sundays Where the lights low ain't nobody know me Can I get an uh Can I get a yeah Can I get another shot of what you're drinking babe I'll go where the money is flowing Good vibes yeah love she is calling Can I get an uh Can I get a yeah Can I get another shot of what you're drinking babe Tiptoe so I know you like it slow Like the way moving with respect that's how I roll Give me some more time and then I'll really it go Keep on doing what you're doing then I'll you know I love the way you never try to lead the way Even when I cry and irritate Yeah you know I always try to go my way But I make it up by face Uh, I like the way she move inside Like she never had a problem with her fragile pride With her wig back, ass fat Showing bitches that she really is that Babe though, face too fine to be just in radio But I bet that you crying baby if you say so Yeah Thank God for the clubs on the Sundays Where the lights low ain't nobody know me Can I get an uh Can I get a yeah Can I get another shot of what you're drinking babe I'll go where the money is flowing Good vibes yeah love she is calling Can I get an uh Can I get a yeah Can I get another shot of what you're drinking babe Sing this song for me Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Thank God for the clubs on the Sundays Where the lights low ain't nobody know me Can I get an uh Can I get a yeah Can I get another shot of what you're drinking babe I'll go where the money is flowing Good vibes yeah love she is calling Can I get an uh Can I get a yeah Can I get another shot of what you're drinking babe Thank God for the clubs on the Sundays Where the lights low ain't nobody know me Can I get an uh Can I get a yeah Can I get another shot of what you're drinking babe I'll go where the money is flowing Good vibes yeah love she is calling Can I get an uh Can I get a yeah Can I get another shot of what you're drinking babe
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