Dero - Sunday Lyrics

Dero'
Sunday.... You My Sunday
Slim thick chick and she looking like Misunday
Rock that Bikini over there on the Runway
On the Runway

Sunday.... You My Sunday
Slim thick chick and she looking like Misunday
Rock that Bikini over there on the Runway
On the Runway

Baby, lets fall of the Map
Your hanging with a dude who's cards is black
Fellas only concerned what you have on the Back
So just charge umm up with the Vat

Now you over here hanging with a bachelor
Slim thick chick lemme hit you with a Spatula
Haters lie so much change there mouth with a radula
Offcourse they dont understand that Vanacula

But baby over here we don't make those
You swimming with the Sharks
And your swimming with the Makos
Fly ya to the Mother Land yea..
Lagos
Largos
Big Banks... Wells Fargos
Now we gonna be over here Trapping with the Narcos
Big Bumpa Gal and she looking like Margo... Yea Margo

Sunday.... You My Sunday
Slim thick chick and she looking like Misunday
Rock that Bikini over there on the Runway
On the Runway

Sunday.... You My Sunday
Slim thick chick and she looking like Misunday
Rock that Bikini over there on the Runway
On the Runway

So baby just come on my team
My team... My team.... My Team
Haters can't see us baby girl they need Visine... Visine.. Visine
When that hate dont work they start lying lying lying lying
With this grip only pressure we applying

So over here you know its major
I ring you on the Beeper
Or I'll ring you on the Pager
She looking all atlethic over there like Stacia
Any where ill take ya
So just Rock Rock Rock
Sip that Hennessy over there on the Rocks
We gonna be new camps baby girl Kevin Knox
The sun is hot but we een worried but the Talks
Sunday.... You My Sunday
Slim thick chick and she looking like Misunday
Rock that Bikini over there on the Runway
On the Runway

Sunday.... You My Sunday
Slim thick chick and she looking like Misunday
Rock that Bikini over there on the Runway
On the Runway

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday
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