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c-bo - groovin' on a sunday (radio) lyrics

groovin’ on a sunday (radio) lyrics
[intro: mississippi]
ooh, ooh+hoo
on a sunday, groovin’ on a sunday
we’re just groovin’ on a sunday, we’re just groovin’
on a sunday (on a sunday), groovin’ on a sunday

[verse 1: c+bo]
stopped at a florin road light on a sunday
i got my .45 c+cked for this fun day
everybody from the southside in they ride
gold thangs, candy paint’s hittin’, lookin’ nice
some hoes pulled up in a candy blue 5+o
top down, poundin’ like live oaks
should i sn+tch ’em, lynch ’em
tie ’em to the bed and then pitch ’em?
i think i’ll clown, hoppin’ ass up off the ground
sun shinin’ and we headed for that miller’s park
hit c&b’s on broadway boulevard
ass poppin’ ‘4’s droppin’
hoes flockin’, playa haters hawkin’
just mad ’cause i’m rich and famous
and still a gangsta, ridin’ on daynas
the hindus still run the liquor store
and when we step in, they all say “what’s up, ‘bo?”
’cause they know it’s henn’ hog
with no chaser, goin’ for the dog
it’s just another one of those fun days
as we groove in my 7+6 on a sunday
[chorus: mississippi]
groovin’ on a sunday
on a sunday (afternoon), groovin’ on a sunday
we’re just groovin’ on a sunday afternoon
on a sunday, groovin’ on a sunday (yeah)

[verse 2: c+bo]
it’s dark time, and the park is much live
i mean, there’s hoes all over the lot with that plump that’s just right
and i’m gettin’ play, ’cause i stay a celeb
creased levi’s, air nikes, cornrows in hair
got my strap in my pocket ’cause i can’t be slippin’
got one in the chamber and if these fools start trippin’
then i’m off and audi, leavin’ the set cloudy
white and gold daytons, smoking on a pound of weed
broadway’s so packed, you can’t get your smash on
i’m looking out for the jackers, prepared to get my blast on
night time, red lights, hoochie mamas skin tight
daisy duke shorts and the henn’ got my game tight
smooth, i love to get my groove on
fools try to count the spokes but get moved on
zap in my lap, gettin’ much dap
from all the og’s that’s on my team
bombed out indo chronic got me numbed out, brain on stuck
drunk as a skunk
i got my homies behind me two+deep in burban, pervin’
drop cut to nine rocks, hit the block servin’ ’em
as we groove on a sunday
[chorus: mississippi]
groovin’ on a sunday
on a sunday (afternoon), groovin’ on a sunday
we’re just groovin’ on a sunday, a sunday
on a sunday (afternoon), groovin’ on a sunday

[outro: mississippi]
we’re just groo—, we’re just groovin’
we’re just groovin’ (on a sunday)

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