Lyrics:
Monday
Took her for a drink on Tuesday
We were making love by Wednesday
And on Thursday and Friday and Saturday, we chilled on Sunday
I met this girl
punched by all the air your lungs can hold
Can I live
Let me juxtapose
Gave blood and bone to what they bumping
In the underworld and summer homes
Can I
Used to sit me on your lap and teach me mother with
Early Sunday morning for them salmon and grits
I love you baby, you the one and only, that's
*(Music)*
There's a bunch of birds in the sky
and some deers just went running by
Oh the snow's pure and white
On the earth rich and brown
Just
Sunday on a lil Monday drive
Then take a lil Tuesday take a lil Wednesday ride
From Thursday, Friday to Saturday night
Then we back to Sunday where we make
Young
Young
Young
Young Z
Monday to Sunday we up
Remember they didn't believe us
I hit my plug for the re up
I wanna smoke on the reefa
My bitch she
night, I'm spendin' it
Sunday, sun up, still at the bar
Like a redneck rockstar (Rockstar)
Monday, I'm broke again
Tuesday, Wednesday, I'm beggin' friends
No, I don't know about you
My nigga, I don't know about you
No, I don't know about you
I don't know about you
She gon' make time by Tuesday
Live my
Bobby Little lives on the other side of town,
He's got a picture of a girl in a gown,
He tells his daddy," someday you'll see, she will be with
I'm getting money nigga
Tryin' to reup Sunday
Have gon by Monday nigga
And if u owe me
Just have my money nigga
Cuz u can be here Sunday
And gon by
just missed your chance
To witness the realest shit that's ever been told to man
I found myself losing focus at a Sunday service
Embarrassed so I
won't... to be involved when really its unresolved love, that's lingers on and never been addressed to move on, a major lesson is can you learn to live with
left ta da left
Knock ya top off aim for da neck
Fuck round n find out make da nine fuckin stretch
Put ya to sleep lay ya to rest
Live by da code but I
on the town by 10
My dude is on the same wave, what it do my friend
Good vibes, blue skies, a beautiful day
Feelin young and alive, I'm lookin to play
Worked
away
And that is fine by me, I'll just live in the shade
It's like driving in the slow lane on a highway
Or am I falling in love
You know the sun don't
And I believe that's the way we were supposed to live
I wouldn't trade one single day here in small town USA
Give me a Saturday night, my baby by my
And I believe that's the way we were supposed to live
I wouldn't trade one single day here in small town USA
Give me a Saturday night, my baby by my
cranberry regal
Stepped off, double oh-eight style
Bubble the tape out, real niggaz who kill bless the weight style
The treasure map stash billions,
Jet trails cut across a Winter County sky
That's why I recon Sunday is a good day to die
There's a beautiful black gale and then he's waiting there
It's been a month of Sunday's since I laid eyes on you
Have you changed your ways or have you even tried to
I wish I could kill all this worry
may spot me
They tell me that I'm foolish
But I said to them I don't care
I can't sing one thing
And then live another
Be saint by day
juice
Orange juice, cranberry juice, and a glass of ice
Know what I'm saying?
Hey whats up Jasmine
Yea, looking good
Check it, it's a little bit of lag,
kinda doo doo
I'm more filthier than mic bombs
From Newark to Honolulu
Mowahd to cherry, raspberry
Apple cranberry, strawberry
Motherfucking flows
the cranberry diligent
Fly like an eagle
I got the game in my talons
God gave me the genius
I'm just perfecting my talent
Parents went vegan
They said they
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