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    • Тексты песен / S / Sunday / Candy

    Текст песни Sunday - Candy

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    Chance The Rapper - Sunday Candy (feat. The Social Experiment)
    She could say in her voice, in her way that she love me
    With her eyes, with her smile, with her belt, with her hands, with her money
    I am the thesis of her prayers
    Her nieces and her nephews are just pieces of the layers
    Only ones she love as much as me is Jesus Christ and Taylor
    I got a future so I'm singing for my grandma
    You singing too, but your grandma ain't my grandma
    Mine's is hand made, pan fried, sun dried
    Southside, and beat the devil by a landslide
    Praying with her hands tied, president of my fan club
    Stand tall, something told me I should bring my butt to church

    [Hook: Jamila Woods (2x)]
    You gotta move it slowly
    Take it in my body like it's holy
    I've been waiting for you for the whole week
    I've been praying for you, you're my sunday candy

    [Bridge: Jamila Woods]
    Come on in this house, cause it's gonna rain
    Rain down tired, it's gonna rain
    You better come on in this house, cause it's gonna rain
    Rain down tired, it's gonna rain

    [Verse 2: Chance the Rapper]
    I come to church for the candy, your peppermints is the truth
    I'm pessimistic on Monday if I had tweaked and missed you
    You look so good with that hat on, had to match with the shoes
    Came and dressed in the satin, I came and sat in your pew
    I come to Christmas for dinner, fifty rolls on my plate
    Hella holes in my stocking holding your pockets in place
    I like my love with a budget, I like my hugs with a scent
    You smell like, light, gas, water, electricity rent
    You sound like why the gospel choir got so tired
    And his praise is daily basis so I gotta try it
    You're my dreamcatcher, dream team, team captain
    Matter fact, I ain't seen you in a minute, lemme take my butt to church
    [Hook (5x)

    Read more: Chance The Rapper - Sunday Candy Lyrics | MetroLyrics

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