Lyrics:
Sunday AFTERNOON
(Written by Bobby Brown, Derek "DOA" Allen, and Kenny Finnel)
Yeah, on the re-make ????? Sunday afternoon, yo
DOA, bring it to me,
pizzas and thrashin tracks
My house is my lab and I
Do chemistry with these beat
Like Walter white and Jesse pink men
When I begin with this pen something
shit
You know what i'm saying?
Whip the 9/11 ain't talking Al Queda
Just like an alien I said take me to your leader
Yeah I keep that choppa it's a big
Phantom
Your pockets look like they got cancer
I just bought a brand new Mercedes from Haiti and set it on some Walter Paytons
My 'migo he asked me to front
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
swear this life been kickin' my ass
Thank God for this pen and this pad
Bring it back right nah, nah, nah
I mean I used to think the shit was what I
or even, why should I try?
I just slide, slide on by, never bad enough to crucify me
Cry, put it out until Judgment Day
I'll bear the cross on Judgment
or even, why should I try?
I just slide, slide on by, never bad enough to crucify me
Cry, put it off until Judgment Day
I'll bear the cross on Judgment
Pressure kickin’ in but I’m chillin' in the whip
Bumpin' Marvin Gaye while I drive
Cruise the whip slow now
Might just roll 'round the block just
Readyback! A St. Matthew alongside Wingy and Dwain Walters.
In Jesus name, we're taking the people to the altar.
Woah! Take it away. Tell them,
I'm aight
I'm kickin' shit like Muay Thai
Could've been drive by
You niggas get tied died
Brains on the floor expired
Rewired dead on the floor expired
vigorous
Stroke that nigga like a zig zag rolled cigarette,
And I do it to get my dick wet
Brain grain rotten, I was a 12 year old gettin' raped by my
From the front
To the back
I stay blasted
By PK stacks
I brought the whole pound
Just for the weekend
Going off the deep end
Fuckin Buckwild™
Its
to war
When I came home, my whole world didn't love me anymore
It's hard to see all that when you're drivin' by
So I just write down, "Jesus Saves"
the time
Gettin you off of my mind
Got all my boys by my side
I know they in for the ride
Like a crow Imma fly
I guess it's my time to shine
I told her I was
'
Down the dorr, it's what we're livin' for
Rockin' side by side
Keep your love alive and kickin'
We got everything we own in the trunk
Close your eyes, hold my hand and you'll be free
Come together, we
Chillin' out maxin', relaxin' all cool
Just kickin' with the crew outside by the pool
it
Chillin' out maxin', relaxin' all cool
Just kickin' with the crew outside by the pool
Soakin' up sun in the Caribbean
Cuz I'm gettin' bank like Aunt
tell her pull up, lil' momma know I ain't playin with her
And she just wanna come up and flip it like a nunchaku
Lookin like a n**** robbed Sun Trust
[Intro: Ghostface Killah (Prodigal Sunzini)]
(It's beautiful God, love it as peace
Let's just get out together, man
In this hard world, I'm just
and guns
Breathe
Spray guns, life results with you often times
[Tech N9ne]
Just sprayed by the Tech N9ne hand gun
Now I'm on the outrun
Flowin up
take yours
Pop me a perk ten I'ma geek up
This perk ten kickin like it's FIFA
My bitch petite she a teacup
She got a thick ass I'ma freak her
I earned
like this that's why I gotta heat it up like this
That's why we just gotta drip like this that's you niggas gonna bite our shit (yeah)
You know what it
Daytrip took it to 10
Let me tell you how I come through with the 1-2
Kickin' shit like kung fu
Treat a bad bitch like she average
I'm
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