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lirik lagu professor fox - sunday

[ishmael]

tryna hit the sky with the city i’m repping
presidential new york city in the telly can you tell a n-gga done with the stressin’
stress sh-t
flexing
residential hit the pedal out the ghetto with the rap
n-ggas screaming out love, n-ggas screaming out love
but they never gimmie dap up
back up, finna go dumb wit the stacks
i’m screaming
all i ever wanted was some f-cking guap
broke as a b-tch, white tee and some louie socks
i swear i’m raps almighty n-ggas thought i had a lot
cause i got balmain for the low and attract h-lla thots
ay go swerve on a n-gga
hoes be disturbing a n-gga
lurking while i’m working
i’m murking these dumb n-ggas out my circuit, first i’m, k!lling 29 no curtis
two quarters, half time, get off my dirt b-tch
n-ggas when it’s rap time do this sh-t perfect
when i’m k!ll you n-ggas i do it on purpose
to look at the bigger picture cause n-gga i’m hurting
hey

[cae]

make ya bow down to me on my sensei sh-t
i’m k!lling it my n-gga face it
i be on my get paid sh-t
so fly my whip is a d-mn sp-ceship
know a lot of n-ggas hatin but they never say sh-t
get a lame n-gga vanquished
excalibur level i slay sh-t
i’m ’bout to be one of the greatest
young jonesy boy now show me where the cash at
cause all the homies tryna stack that
f’sho we in the back posted up and dont ask for daps we not showin love
i don’t know you cats you not from the jump…homie just stop
headed for the top chilling in a rocket off a little bit of pot no lie bro i do this sh-t alot

[chorus: ishmael raps]

i said i pull up in that motherf-cking ghost
and when i pull off n-ggas know i’m on the go
i say sunday to sunday i’m on the road
i say sunday to sunday i’m on the road
x2

[frank]
it go: wrist, wrist, sip a d-ck and hit the uber
got atlantic on the phone, lady going like a hoover
on that juke juke, finna choo choo to the goudda
never been on that but i’m often offing a tho(ugh)t to get to buddha like

[mike]
ooo it’s mike
watch mfs play football hate my stupid life
thinking bout suicide got 23 million reasons
they really tweaking but f-ck it
couldn’t be gang, you know the gang run it
lame got a chain you know the stain took it
even if you tuck that b-tch, nah baby i ain’t f-ck that b-tch
you crazy

[frank]
and y’all on ye, i’m finna be bach
pick of the day i’m grip of the crop
no waleing claming pac, better not
y’all better off, feather on, headed for the block
on a yak with a glock and the b-tch ain’t loaded
piff in the whip and the big man towed it
i be sitting low, you be rolling
i be locomoting

[mike]
motive missing, olsen tripping
rolling, sipping, choking
ion even really think no drug
mfs made finna fill this void
we just finna drill them boys
we just finna hit these roids gon beat they -ss
squad 2k they ea, trash
taking they sh-t getting ebay cash
ion like green bay though

[hook]
x2

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