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b la b - sunday morning lyrics

[intro]
cook that sh-t up quay
yeah yeah
yeah yeah
yeah yeah

[chorus: lil baby]
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 stacks up
and i can f-ck on stars (f-ck on stars)
whenever my mood change
i can go and switch your car (switch your car)
diamonds on blu-ray
came thru dripping like sunday morning (sunday morning)
i just been stacking patient
miss your birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign)
still balling hard like jordan (jordan)
walk in the bank with my 40 (my 40)
everywhere i go they recording (recording)
stay down now i’m important (yeah yeah yeah)

[verse 1: b la b]
whole lotta blue racks (racks)
b-tches 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
p-ss on you no r. kelly
eating like a beast up in these streets i got a large belly
i want all the cash and i got all of the swag yeah (yeah, yeah)
n-ggas they be mad they think i’m doing some kind of magic (why)
ice on, when i hit that scene and sh-t 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-

[chorus: lil baby]
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)
ran my stacks up
and i can f-ck on stars (f-ck on stars)
whenever my mood change
i can go and switch your car (switch your car)
diamonds on blu-ray
came thru dripping like sunday morning (sunday morning)
i just been stacking patient
miss your birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign)
still balling hard like jordan (jordan)
walk in the bank with my 40 (my 40)
everywhere i go they recording (recording)
stay down now i’m important (yeah yeah yeah)

[verse 2: lil baby]
real street n-gga i ain’t fighting no
we don’t do one on one (no)
f-ck you think we chances
riding with all these guns
i ain’t never played the flute
but i keep these mags and i got this drum yeah
young n-gga just finish high school
but he get a x pill he going dumb yeah
i see him watching tryna get the recipe
i’ll be god d-mned if i let him get the best of me
money on me no regular pedestrian
i put that dope in pots and make it specialty
i pay security ain’t no touching me
everything guaranteed when you f-cking me
everything overseas it’s a luxury
she just mad because she ain’t get no nut from me
it ain’t no im team we on that f-ckery
b-tch i’m a meal ticket ain’t no cooking me
b-tch you can’t come with me it ain’t no company
how you a boss and you don’t own a company
p-ssy good, -ss fat that sh-t come for me
wish a n-gga 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

- b la b lyrics

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