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sunday - vera valorum lyrics

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[intro]
you’re about 5 seconds late to the gun show
got 5 seconds left till the guns blow
18 years living off it but my mum’s broke
now i got to do it solo
i’m like 10 minutes removed from my aunt’s house
still i’m trapping in a gl-sshouse
blow the roof off it turn it to a fun place
now i’m shooting down my own range

[verse 1]
light one up on sunday-oh
knock em down we don’t play-oh
mum expect me to pray
but i ain’t even addressed my bible since day-oh
undressed a broad from last night
cause they told me trent girls are easy to lay-oh
i can’t remember last night
let alone remembering her name

she a preacher and a prophet (she’s a wise one g)
i told her come of it
if you’re gonna suck d-ck on the first night
it’s too late to say you ain’t sl-tty (so i piped her g)
and it’s too late for me to walk home
but she gonna leave me to dry like her clothes
i’m gonna knock on the door of her roommate (wagwarn babe)
see if she’d like to bury a bone, ya dig?

[hook]
eh-yo
eh-yo
eh-yo
it’s about time we do it
it’s about time i say this sh-t (talk sh-t, get hit)
spend a lot time on the waiting list
roll up the doja and blaze this sh-t

[verse 2
i’ve been kicking like my name xabi alonso
so and so’s wanna talk sh-t, they get their nose broke
so far gone and i’ve gone and done it solo
so show a few tricks like you got a gopro (gotta play that sh-t back)
but y’all n-ggas in slow mo (slow motion)
and you ain’t ever changing like a photo (oh no)
got some b-tches chasing at me like a dog bone
same b-tches screaming at me like i’m at a rock show

you can’t blame a n-gga for trying (keep trying)
you’re a fox attracted to lions (keep slaying)
you say that your body count’s 1
mmm oh my god, why the f-ck you lying (keep lying)
i know you wanted to lay, so
what is with the delay
if throw your morals away
you can make me go hard now like i’m donae’o

[hook]
eh-yo
eh-yo
eh-yo
it’s about god d-mn time we did it
and time that i said this sh-t
spent too long on the waiting list
roll up the doja and blaze this sh-t

[outro]
automatic automatic
audemars piguet weighing down my wrist but don’t watch that
and i got the rolly on, weighing down my wrist but don’t watch that

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