Sunday Lyrics - Singles - Joey Fatts

See I rather take my chances with God and 

then cash out 

Monday through Sunday, I'm on that one way 

Gotta get this money, niggas be fronting 

Cause we ain't got nothing 

Can't [?] round these killers 

Don't test your fate with my niggas 

Stump through that paper like a scription 

Breaking bread like communion 

In the streets with my niggas 

No Sunday school on the block we students 

Gotta get it nigga, [?] full of pot no skillets 

nigga 

Stashing worth my bigs, it's specific nigga 

Lead that boy holy on a Sunday, them one 

way niggas cut through 

And nigga wanna be famous, forty hit 'em up 

Have 'em on a t-shirt, for the promo 

Slide by myself for the fo fo 

[?] man nigga how's dolo 

Say you gotta, but you know all these niggas 

like to front though 

But I'm still at a nigga front though 

All on a Sunday 

Posted try'na make it out on Sunday 

Nigga, you can get shot on a Sunday 

(Where you at) Boy I'm on that block on 

Sunday 

Should be in church, nigga thanking god on 

Sunday 

But I'm serving hard on Sunday 

Banging hard on Sunday 

Should be in church, nigga thanking god on 

Sunday 

But I'm fucking bitches on Sunday 

Buy my interest on Sunday 

But I'm thankful that I'm still living on Sunday 

Lord I know you love a nigga, so much you 

gave your only son 

But tell me if you still love a nigga, if I skip 

church to have some fun 

You saying boat with this game I run 

Make a ho out of a Catholic nun 

Looked at a young nigga tell me "I'm the one" 

Took her home, on the dick had her speaking 

in tongues 

I don't talk shit, I just speak with my gun 

When I spit sound like a nigga beating the 

drum 

If he hits, stick a fork in them ducky-dum, I should cop re-run 

Already fucked, do you want a refund 

Acting like a billy bitch, but you dropping 

east-sign 

Got that old credit like last week hun 

Nails done, on the first kiss date he [?] 

Stretching work like some play-do or stocking 

All my hoes stretch San Diego past stocking 

Fuck the time and I put the time in, Monday 

through Sunday 

And the big homie rides with the bottle on the 

dash 

And a nigga still about that gunplay 

Niggas want the beef, then ok 

Murk this bitch like OJ and I'm back posted 

up on that one-way 

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