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B La B - Sunday Morning Lyrics



B La B - Sunday Morning Lyrics
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[ Featuring Lil Baby ]

Cook that shit up Quay
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

Soon as push up
She gon' get in my car, yeah (my car)
Only drink Actavis (Act)
I don't take bars (I don't take bars)
Bringing my stats up
Damn I can f*ck on stars (f*ck on stars)
Whenever my mood change
I can go and switch up cars (switch your car)
Diamonds on Blu-Ray
Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I just been stacking patient
Missed birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign)
Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)
Walked in the bank with my .40 (my 40)
Everywhere I go they recording (recording)
Stay down now I'm important (yeah yeah yeah)

Whole lotta blue racks (racks)
Bitches know we having money (ooh)
Pull up they like hooray (hooray)
Foreign coup, Chanel, we stunting
Smoking all this gold as soon as f*ck I wanna roll up (soon as f*ck)
A couple birdies in their Bentleys (brrr) screaming fours up (fours up)
Ain't no jelly I do Margiela
Piss on you no R. Kelly
Eating like a beast off in these streets I got a large belly
I want all the cash and I got all of the swag yeah (yeah, yeah)
Niggas they be mad they think I'm doing some kind of magic (why)
Ice on, when I hit that singing shit the lights off
I'm piped up, flyer than a kite I'm on a flight though
Gotta pipe down if you get too loud I'll knock your lights out
Wanna fight now I got some guys and they go (blow blow)

Soon as push up
She gon' get in my car, yeah (my car)
Only drink Actavis (Act)
I don't take bars (I don't take bars)
Bringing my stats up
Damn I can f*ck on stars (f*ck on stars)
Whenever my mood change
I can go and switch up cars (switch your car)
Diamonds on Blu-Ray
Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I just been stacking patient
Missed birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign)
Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)
Walked in the bank with my .40 (my 40)
Everywhere I go they recording (recording)
Stay down now I'm important (yeah yeah yeah)

Real street nigga I ain't fighting no
We don't do one on one (no)
F*ck you think we taking chances
Riding with all these guns
I ain't never played the flute
But I keep these bands and I got this drum yeah
Young nigga just finished high school
But he get a extra pill he going dumb yeah
I see him watching tryna get the recipe
I'll be goddamned if I let him get the best of me
Money on me no regular pedestrian
I put that dope in pots and make it flex
I pay security ain't no touching me
Everything guaranteed when you f*cking me
Everything double C it's a luxury
She just mad 'cause she ain't get no nut from me
It ain't no I in team we on that f*ckery
Bitch I'm a meal ticket ain't no cooking me
Bitch you can't come with me it ain't no company
How you a boss and you don't own a company
Pussy good, ass fat that shit come for me
Wish a nigga would, I ain't no rapper b
I be in the hood where all them trappers be
Everywhere I go I'm keeping that strap with me

Soon as push up
She gon' get in my car, yeah (my car)
Only drink Actavis (Act)
I don't take bars (I don't take bars)
Bringing my stats up
Damn I can f*ck on stars (f*ck on stars)
Whenever my mood change
I can go and switch up cars (switch your car)
Diamonds on Blu-Ray
Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I just been stacking patient
Missed birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign)
Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)
Walked in the bank with my .40 (my 40)
Everywhere I go they recording (recording)
Stay down now I'm important (yeah yeah yeah)
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Cook that shit up Quay
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

Soon as push up
She gon' get in my car, yeah (my car)
Only drink Actavis (Act)
I don't take bars (I don't take bars)
Bringing my stats up
Damn I can f*ck on stars (f*ck on stars)
Whenever my mood change
I can go and switch up cars (switch your car)
Diamonds on Blu-Ray
Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I just been stacking patient
Missed birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign)
Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)
Walked in the bank with my .40 (my 40)
Everywhere I go they recording (recording)
Stay down now I'm important (yeah yeah yeah)

Whole lotta blue racks (racks)
Bitches know we having money (ooh)
Pull up they like hooray (hooray)
Foreign coup, Chanel, we stunting
Smoking all this gold as soon as f*ck I wanna roll up (soon as f*ck)
A couple birdies in their Bentleys (brrr) screaming fours up (fours up)
Ain't no jelly I do Margiela
Piss on you no R. Kelly
Eating like a beast off in these streets I got a large belly
I want all the cash and I got all of the swag yeah (yeah, yeah)
Niggas they be mad they think I'm doing some kind of magic (why)
Ice on, when I hit that singing shit the lights off
I'm piped up, flyer than a kite I'm on a flight though
Gotta pipe down if you get too loud I'll knock your lights out
Wanna fight now I got some guys and they go (blow blow)

Soon as push up
She gon' get in my car, yeah (my car)
Only drink Actavis (Act)
I don't take bars (I don't take bars)
Bringing my stats up
Damn I can f*ck on stars (f*ck on stars)
Whenever my mood change
I can go and switch up cars (switch your car)
Diamonds on Blu-Ray
Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I just been stacking patient
Missed birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign)
Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)
Walked in the bank with my .40 (my 40)
Everywhere I go they recording (recording)
Stay down now I'm important (yeah yeah yeah)

Real street nigga I ain't fighting no
We don't do one on one (no)
F*ck you think we taking chances
Riding with all these guns
I ain't never played the flute
But I keep these bands and I got this drum yeah
Young nigga just finished high school
But he get a extra pill he going dumb yeah
I see him watching tryna get the recipe
I'll be goddamned if I let him get the best of me
Money on me no regular pedestrian
I put that dope in pots and make it flex
I pay security ain't no touching me
Everything guaranteed when you f*cking me
Everything double C it's a luxury
She just mad 'cause she ain't get no nut from me
It ain't no I in team we on that f*ckery
Bitch I'm a meal ticket ain't no cooking me
Bitch you can't come with me it ain't no company
How you a boss and you don't own a company
Pussy good, ass fat that shit come for me
Wish a nigga would, I ain't no rapper b
I be in the hood where all them trappers be
Everywhere I go I'm keeping that strap with me

Soon as push up
She gon' get in my car, yeah (my car)
Only drink Actavis (Act)
I don't take bars (I don't take bars)
Bringing my stats up
Damn I can f*ck on stars (f*ck on stars)
Whenever my mood change
I can go and switch up cars (switch your car)
Diamonds on Blu-Ray
Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I just been stacking patient
Missed birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign)
Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)
Walked in the bank with my .40 (my 40)
Everywhere I go they recording (recording)
Stay down now I'm important (yeah yeah yeah)
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Writer: Dominique Jones, Brandon Whatley
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Performed By: B La B
Featuring: Lil Baby
Length: 3:05
Written by: Dominique Jones, Brandon Whatley

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