Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sunday, artist - Abhi The Nomad. Album song Catharsis, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Abhi The Nomad
Song language: English
Sunday |
| Yeah, Yeahhhh |
| Tryna make a baby |
| Tryna make a baby |
| (Tryna make a baby) |
| (Tryna make a baby) |
| California Bitch |
| You even bought me a drink |
| You made me bomb ass dinner, washed that dish in the sink |
| You got that no bullshit, ready to fuck me again |
| My life was women, women, women, now it’s woman and man |
| I got the gas on, and a passport |
| Full of stamps and a paycheck |
| A fuckin rav4, it’s my daddy’s |
| Not a lambo, or a taxi cab |
| I bought you a bag of tampons and a maxi pad |
| (Just in case) |
| Us against the world back to back |
| You dated a couple caucasians, you’re back to black |
| A couple thousand points more than an ass to grab |
| You deserve a wine glass and a mattress pad |
| You got the bomb-ass (yep) |
| And some good-ass (uh) |
| Make me (woop-woop) |
| We don’t really go outside |
| My head is bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump (bumpin') |
| Bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump |
| You got a God-given body with a permanent smile |
| Make me drive into trucks when I’m pushing the dial |
| My head is bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump (bumpin') |
| Bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump |
| We could be napping at su casa |
| The only other lady I would cuddle is my mama |
| So pucker up and show me |
| You got sucker punching kisses, sucker for you in the evening |
| Even early for manana, I could handle all your drama |
| I could floss |
| Every day and put this lotion on my face |
| Comb my hair and shave this shit until I look like bradley cooper |
| What’s it cost |
| We could blaze and cut them onions |
| How you like them |
| Then I ball my fucking eyes out |
| I’m a happy little trooper, uh |
| She love me, She love me not |
| She love me, She love me not |
| She love me, She love me not |
| She love me not, I think she love me |
| You got the bomb-ass |
| And some good-ass |
| Make me (woop-woop) |
| We don’t really go outside |
| My head is bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump |
| Bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump |
| You got a God given body with a permanent smile |
| Make me drive into trucks when I’m pushing the dial |
| My head is bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump |
| Bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump |
| Goddamn, I’m hoping that we make it |
| I’ll pass you this liquor |
| You be puffin' that Jamaica |
| We enable each other |
| Kinky shit inside the covers |
| You got the curves |
| Baby, hoping we get naked |
| With some movies and some weed you get me high |
| No no no, I’m the only one you ever getting high with |
| With some food and drink to keep you by my side |
| No no no, I’m the only one you going outside with |
| If I could make the world come inside, yeah |
| I’m the only one that gives you what you want |
| Some day both of us will probably die |
| And when that day comes, I hope that you come to haunt me |
| I think she love me, I think she wants me |
| I think she love me, I hope that you come to haunt me |
| I love her, I love her not |
| I love her, I love her not |
| I love her, I love her not |
| I love her not, I think I love her |