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sunday - king libra lyrics

sunday

verse
packing my bags
going get my money im a duffle bag boy
no t-ty boy im from the city boy
living in east baltimore
catch the metro to see my bro bros
then dip i see ya later im on the go go
sneak to chyna house through the window climb in her bed
she whisper bout time you came back
pardon me on that hey lets have some fun
she said no not tonight baby come on lets have some fun
she sucked her t–th talking bout she trying go to sleep
get on top she like get off me then pounced on me
you want fun
i let her do what she want can you blame
is it my fault
my dad gave me a new duffle bag its sunday
on sudays gotta go the smd
gotta go to get this education im late
oh now he geekin
got his things to do de trying cruise to tiffs crew
tiffany like your like your pops junior

verse 2
at the seed school feels great but its better at home
i have my moods and then best being home alone
sometimes you gotta realise what you got until it gone
in the future when im all grown when im on the throne
i rather have a pad downtown harbor view with me and my boo and my crew
chilling one day then
rents due oh shoot panic
somehow we made it all through
through the years we made it here
made it through our freshman year
chyna text my phone all like im a sophmore dear
im proud of her she upper echelon barely see her
but its all good though i see her when i need her
so i got my cl-sses changed but i can see her on the weekend
what if i got the chance to stay the night we in her room mom checking to see if were all arlight
fall asleep on her chest wake up wit her yawning lights beaming down on my eyes
she talking about some rise and shine
i look down my shirt pants and shoes off
wait did we…..?

bridge
hit the road jack dont you come back no more no more no more
hit the road jack please come back one more one more on more
heh ha

outro
every sunday same trip same duffle bag ah
riding to the westside and my duffle bag gone for five days
ah
packed my memories in the bag inside my duffle bag take it to the
seed school
somewhere on the clouds flying high in a dream

- king libra lyrics

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