Lyrics:
up one day, Lord to find that I was by myself
With dreams of Georgia cotton and California wine
Sunday mornin' found me standin' 'neath
I said I said I said I'm sitting in quarantine
Want a burger with double cheese
I ain't showered no mister clean
And the female a mystery
On a month
way
Set 'em on Sunday, have 'em by Friday
Then Sunday, I'mma meet 'em on the highway
See where his exit is and keep it movin'
Monday I'm off
red ford
Till the labels know who to respect
Swear i used to be a good guy
Now i live wit no regret
Bitch i'm the villain of east side
Play wit me you
So I gotta take 'em to church
Saturday night going live
Known early that morning when Sunday
Came I gotta be up
Sleepy then a bitch phone ringing
Sunday morning, wishing you joy
Sunday morning, thinking ‘bout Floyd
Old leaves have fallen to make room for more
Hard to understand the problem
Sunday morning, wishing you joy
Sunday morning, thinking ‘bout Floyd
Old leaves have fallen to make room for more
Hard to understand the problem
tasting
Finna do some baby making
Gotta chop ta sixfy sitting next to me
Bitch lookin like some nialating
Hey sunday morning 'round eleven robot
1st Verse:
As I wake up kissed by the morning sun
Her hands run softly through my hair
To hear her voice fills my heart with joy
Her lovely scent
find our peace
and live a life where all we know is to be free
I'll say come and waster your time with me
Sunday morning and there ain't a thing we need
the party's live it's only three in the morning
So activate me
People acting shady for no reason
I ain't playing what I'm saying to them
I'm out of season
jacket
Veins filled with mold body cold sobbing... drastic
More lethal than a seagul's swarm
Sunday morning
Outfit on
Trying not to get spit on by their
cre Enough
You are, You are, You are Enough
What I've done is covered by Your love
For You and me there's no in between
You know, my soul is gonna sing
I'm coming home on Sunday
And I won't be gone when morning comes
I hope these summer nights go
On and on and on and on
With you it just feels so
up
No one where my bitch live
Plot where I lay up
If you got coke way up
Got doe then pay up
Niggas shoot at me; a nigga better spray up
'Cause
Chillin' all night
Chillin' all night
I just wanna share this high
Tryna get by
Wanna go fly
Gotta get it off my mind
Cheap food rich conversations
, have 'em by Friday
Then Sunday, I'm a meet 'em on the highway
See where his exit is and keep it movin'
Monday I'm off the exit
All I want to find
over again
Then they do it, yeah
Good morning love
Let’s get it
Ion just talk it I live it
They smoking loud but they midget
Smoke a black and mild
But
we lovers now or friends
Once the weekend ends
By Friday morning I forget my doubts
You're someone I can't live without
Turns out we're more than just
This is how I tell it
O' but it's long
One Sunday morning
O' One son is gone
Against the weather dawning
Over the sea
My father said what I
night
Happy Days for laughing just right
Sunday morning hear the preacher
Youth choir song will even feature
Lyrics saying to live for Jesus
How He
Sunday morning
Seven o' clock
Passed out in the back of a pick-up truck
Monday midday
Still fucked up
Why the hell am I doing this nonstop?
Tuesday
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
live is more than mine
And now Im saving lives one at a time
Blessings in the morning
You know Im really blessed
Can't complain im living good I never
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