Lyrics:
on the floor
Sunday morning papers are left outside the front door
Sunday school and Sunday roast
Sunday papers Sunday post
Sunday morning Sunday rest
I told that girl stop ringing my phone up
I was with Ian on the quad doing 360 donuts
When im in public fans ask for pics and post up
Sundays
playlist, I'm in Blxst space (cheers)
She told me 'bout her last date, I had to laugh in her face, yo
That's brunch on Sundays
Bring the hookah
my game
I say
Post and delete, (wow), yeah
Post and delete, (yeah) ha
Post and delete, yeah
Woah, woah, post and delete
Post and delete, (yeah)
You got a gal you love on Sunday
Then you get another for Monday
Ain't nobody's business but my own
You say you're always home alone
How come
You got a gal you love on Sunday
Then you get another for Monday
Ain't nobody's business but my own
You say you're always home alone
How come
You got a gal you love on Sunday
Then you get another for Monday
Ain't nobody's business but my own
You say you're always home alone
How come
Sundays up in Rohnert Park we post by the King
Sundays up in Rohnert Park just fade away like a jump shot MJ
Sundays in Sebastopol posted by Roe and Cool
If I post my address
I bet yall niggas won't spin it
Eighty Eight regent street come and find me I'm a tenant
If it ain't jeopardizing my money it
Man I got my Sunday clothes on
Now put your Sunday clothes on
I'm at my best
But I don't wanna be my best
Cuz I need that rest
Don't wanna to get
You got a gal you love on Sunday
Then you get another for Monday
Ain't nobody's business but my own
You say you're always home alone
How come
Post post, post me up
And she like post post (me up)
And I'm like no no
This lil bitch love attention (yeah)
She trip if she don't get it (yeah)
I
You got a gal you love on Sunday
Then you get another for Monday
Ain't nobody's business but my own
You say you're always home alone
How come
yeah
My women's crush, I'll post you up
From Monday through Sunday
(Through Sunday, through Sunday, through Sunday)
Yeah, yeah,
My women's crush,
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Sun-lit post room
Checking letters, boxes, and mail
Send me something
Heartfelt
Tell
a Sunday kind of love
A Sunday kind of love
I need a Sunday kind of love
A Sunday kind of love
I need a Sunday kind of love
A Sunday kind of love
I need
You got a gal you love on Sunday
Then you get another for Monday
Ain't nobody's business but my own
You say you're always home alone
How come
You got a gal you love on Sunday
Then you get another for Monday
Ain't nobody's business but my own
You say you're always home alone
How come
You got a gal you love on Sunday
Then you get another for Monday
Ain't nobody's business but my own
You say you're always home alone
How come
You got a gal you love on Sunday
Then you get another for Monday
Ain't nobody's business but my own
You say you're always home alone
How come
but why I'm jumpin' on the beat then?
Never personal, it's business, that's the way I keep it
Hollered at my clergy, he love me like his own semen
saves
They all believe that Sunday saves
They look so happy outside
But he's gone almost every night
But it's just business when you have to pay
And it
You got a gal you love on Sunday
Then you get another for Monday
Ain't nobody's business but my own
You say you're always home alone
How come
Yo gee
Come and get your New York Post
New York Post right here
Come on y'all
Get the bost stubost stubost
Coasta coasta New York Post
Yo New
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