For Sunday For 17 years I've let this go, I've let this go No one cares now, not even I now, that this familiar place has never once felt like home So
For Sunday For 17 years I've let this go, I've let this go No one cares now, not even I now, that this familiar place has never once felt like home
to wear the pizzerm Hair longer than hers, sharp with the fizzur Doggy dizzog you know I like 'em dizzog Like Kobe to Shaq, so take that (Jermaine Dupri: Take that, take
I'm ready to give everything For anything I take Someone called my name You know I turned around to see It was midnight in the mission And the bells were not for
' for the tailor Just like Jack and Jill, Mama told the sailor One go up, and one go down, do yourself a favor Did you say your name was Ramblin' Rose
Take your time, take your time Take your time, take your time Take your time, take your time Take your time, take your time Take your time, take your
criminal here we go From a place where a nigga might bury ya Nigga act up and I better take care of you scared of ya I be ready for the war nigga I'
It's a Sunday night, Sunday night with my baby It feels like a Sunday night for you and me It's a Sunday night, there's nothing like a Sunday night Sunday
Heat I Think Somebody Trynna Do Me Somethin I Think Somebody Tryinna To Do Me Something Cuz I Can't Sleep My Mama Cooked A Meal For Me But I Can'
bless you If your first name was Ha-Choo, on Sunday singin' gospel [Mos Def] You ain't a dime just a nickel actin' high school [Beyonce] Headed for
on a Sunday, one day She walkin' down the runway 5'5'' So fine what the fuck I'm gon say? And I just sit impatiently just waiting my turn Waiting for
white boys the court committed To the death of me, I'm spaz like I'm on Ecstasy Drop 100 bars for real like I'm lookin' for a deal If I ain't hungry,
licked this here penis Snatched her from a ballplayer, that wasn't playin' ball He paid for it all, but she wouldn't take it off So I'ma take it off
what I rock for the purists and I rock for the players I rock for the fellas and I rock for the ladies, come on I rock for the elders and I rock for
stalking And I got a mind too I wouldn't bless you, if your first name was "Hachu" on Sunday singing gospel Mos Def
a fuckin hoe get he fuckin money like it aint funny take out a bank account like some damn magic, what the hell happened dont take my talkin for no muthafuckin
[Black Thought] My grandmother suits was tailor made, Sundays Mahalia played Simple familiar ways, like how she kneeled and prayed Willin, master forgive
sick white boys the court committed To the death of me, I'm spaz like I'm on Ecstasy Drop 100 bars for real like I'm lookin for a deal If I ain't hungry
