Sunday Again (feat. 6LACK)

2 Chainz

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    Yeah, huh, huh
    Yeah
    You been the baddest
    You been the, you been the baddest for a long time
    You been the baddest for a long time
    Huh, yeah, yeah, huh
    Shawty

    Promise I'm gon' do you right (right)
    Be the one you call middle of the night (night)
    In and out of sight, but it's alright (alright)
    Know you're the baddest, baddest, baddest, yeah (yeah)
    You know you good for catchin' me on my weekdays
    Oh, it feels like Sunday again (yeah)
    Why Sunday?

    Huh, I like my breakfast with the bacon, no such thing as overstayin'
    Baby-makin', no more playin'
    A lotta textures, oh, we overlayin'
    If [we use the light?] where I'm at, I'm tryna run back
    The shit we did was picture perfect, you know, like Kodak
    Before this shit get better, it gotta burn
    I promise the lesson's learned, it's time I'm 'bout to earn it
    She like: Why Sunday?

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    Promise I'm gon' do you right
    Be the one you call middle of the night (night)
    In and out of sight, but it's alright (alright)
    Know you're the baddest, baddest, baddest, yeah (yeah)
    You know you good for catchin' me on my weekdays
    Oh, it feels like Sunday again (yeah, yeah)
    Why Sunday? (Toni)

    I wanna touch it, really (really), I'm talkin' touchy-feely (feely)
    I wanna bust up in it (uh), bought her a custom pendant (alright)
    I mean unfortunately (yeah)
    You not accustomed to a boss, so, baby, don't resent me (don't)
    I got a bold prediction
    I'm addicted to your vibe, I don't need no prescription (none)
    You say it's Sunday morning, I say it's Saturday night
    Because I still ain't sleepin' (still ain't sleepin')
    No matter where I go, I take my ego with me (yeah)
    Soon as I bust it down, I try to reload quickly (hah)
    Kinda charm to make 'em go from zero to sixty
    And I'm so tall, I make her get on her tiptoes to kiss me
    On Sunday, we had shrimp, grits, and biscuits
    Ayy, missus officer, when you gon' frisk me? (When you gon' frisk me?)
    If sex is a weapon, they gon' get me (oh, they gon' win)
    While I was lickin', I was lookin', tunnel vision
    Soon as I finish, TV off and switch positions

    Promise I'm gon' do you right
    Be the one you call middle of the night
    In and out of sight, but it's alright
    Know you're the baddest, baddest, baddest, yeah
    You know you good for catchin' me on my weekdays
    Oh, it feels like Sunday again (yeah)
    Why Sunday?

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