Sundays歌词

Yah-yah, yah-yah
Yah-yah, yah-yah
Woah
Yah-yah, yah-yah
Yah-yah, yah-yah
I woke up on this Sunday (Sunday)
With no motivation in my body, no-woah-woah
Phone drier than Mojave (Mojave)
Daddy diabetic, so he eat his pancakes with agave
Mamma headed to the church now
And she left me at the house
She left me at the house
Religious, but I'm lazy
Naked like a nudist
Fruity Loops and Stanley Kubrick
Peanut butter jelly, cousin bumping Makaveli
Sipping Stellas with my fellas
Bumping nothing but Fela Kuti
Groupies say they wanna do me
Truly, that feel like a blessing
But finding one to love is getting harder every second
****** would rather be single than see a wedding date
****** will either end up in Heaven or at Kevin's gates
I bench-press my problems like add another weight
And act like it's alright when it's not, woah
Some days we get Sundays
But most days the rain comes down
And I feel like I'm bound to drown
Jesus Christ, woah
Truth is my religion, my beliefs, and I'm forgiven
Some days we get Sundays
But most days the rain comes down
And I feel like I'm bound to drown
Jesus Christ, woah
Truth is my religion, my beliefs, and I'm forgiven
I've been sipping red wine
Since a toddler (since a toddler)
Blood of Christ
Sacrifice for my Father (for my Father)
My daddy love me
And hate me like Mr. Focker(Mr. Focker)
My sister happy that I can afford Supreme
Mama called, she said
"Don't worry 'bout me baby, get your problems solved"
I told her
"Ask me for whatever, whenever you want
I just went double platinum"
Mama say my health is more important than my album
I'm not loud, I'm Ethiopian roudy
Send my parents to Maui
Now they skin look like a brownie
Yo-Yo see me grind, Dimitrius say he proud
My ****** lift me up, whenever I'm 'bout to drown
**** a Monday, I love my Sundays
I head to Costco, and get a smoothie
Mama say count your blessings
So I did, and now I realize who I am
And who I'm not, woah
Some days we get Sundays
But most days the rain comes down
And I feel like I'm bound to drown
Jesus Christ, woah
Truth is my religion, my beliefs, and I'm forgiven
Some days we get Sundays
But most days the rain comes down
And I feel like I'm bound to drown
Jesus Christ, woah
Truth is my religion, my beliefs, and I'm forgiven
Uh, woah, ah, Sunday, ah
Don't let him die
Don't let him die
Don't let him die (uh)
Don't let him die (woo, hi-i-i-i-i-i)