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of time would change me
And I'd be over this by now, yeah
It's been too long since we got crazy
I'm lowkey spinnin' out
I'm countin' down 'til Friday come

on Sundays
That's only if you really out here getting money
No dope on Sundays
You know the trap back boomin' Monday
But no dope on Sundays
When you out

Sunday Morning in America

Keith Anderson

C'mon!

2008

for
And the arms that will wrap around him
When he comes walking through that door

Some Sunday morning, it's Sunday morning in America
Yeah,

Well, well, well
I feel so easy, yeah
Well, I'm easy like Sunday morning

Let's get this party started y'all, come on
C'mon, yeah

Why in the world

me
And I'd be over this by now, yeah
It's been too long since we got crazy
I'm lowkey spinnin' out

I'm countin' down 'til Friday come
I'm gonna,

I’ll change, I’ll change for the better
Pick any day, Sunday through Sunday, Sun up to sun down,
It’s hard to live by the, rules of the town when you’re

Street Life

Master P

Give It 2 'Em Raw

1998

jail?
When I can be on the street with my peep nigga
Countin' some mill
Hypnotized by fast thangs, fast cars and fast bitches
I'm tryin' to have fast

Monday to Sunday you week/

Forty deep how we creep uh
We come form the street
When see that jeep you aint saved by the bell
Thats when the tires screech

I'm fine
But I miss you on a Sunday
Need to hold you on a Sunday
'Cos Sunday's when I dare, show I care
Even to myself
Tick-toc, the clock is turning

Wasted

Twiztid

A New Nightmare

for this

Poppin' pills and eatin' shrooms
Give me molly and 'Bou Lou
J'ger Bombs and bong rips
Vicodins and that syrup shit
Come with us and then

on forever when the skies were so blue
Summer Sundays send us on our way
Summer Sundays spiral through another day
Summer Sundays they'll pass you by
Wrap over

In my hometown in the open air
Them good old boys direct you where
Time moves slow with a heart full of hate
Summer Sundays always come too late

of people's faces
It's just a mask that's been reappropriated by a Spanish painter
And promoted as sophisticated
But when created, it was influenced by people

and consideration
For my fellow man
But when lip service to some
Mysterious deity permit's bestiality on
Wednesday and absolution on Sunday
- cash me out

But aren't

Sunday morning
Blessings come down on me
Like Sunday morning
When I wake up
The first thing that I gotta do is bake up
Then focus on my grind cuz all I

my back
Won't ever see what i believe
They don't answer to my call
And they don't listen when i speak

Everything okay, just a homicide on Sunday
Got

Writers: Kofi Dartey, Reginald Dartey, Ryan Ofei, Richsmauel, Ralph Dartey II



Lyrics:

Come on lets worship

Lets sing this song

We are recording

COTTONMOUTH GROVE
Word and Music by John Ford Coley 

(When you hear that sound
You know a pistol will do ya no good) Studio version only

She sat

move
Can’t control the world, control my attitude 

Verse 1:
Windy Hill by the Western Inn I was stressed 
Sleeping in the whip, peanut butter dip, with

of knowledge in the 6
You should come around and fuck with this Eastside shit
It’s Coley
404, 678, 770
Yeah
404, 678, 770
Yeah
404, 678, 770
Yeah
404, 678, 770

yeah they know we go make it
Nti day by day, y3 te nkwa mu nkoaa de3 y3 wie 

Baba!
When will I be counting the paper? 
Baba!
I taya working Sunday

Mile High

Travis Scott

Assume Form

2019

yeah

We just be mile high clubbin'
I'm on a thousand miles runnin'
Hit it, go downtown Sunday
Then move it uptown Monday

Don't wanna see you by

Mile High

Travis Scott

Assume Form

2019

yeah

We just be mile high clubbin'
I'm on a thousand miles runnin'
Hit it, go downtown Sunday
Then move it uptown Monday

Don't wanna see you by

Any Given Sunday

Guru

Any Given Sunday [Clean]

2000

the fight, 
Everything will be all right on any given Sunday 
Guru: The harder they come the hard, yeah the harder they must fall 
Depends on you if you win