Sunday ft. Sage English Lyrics

You're my Sunday

Okay it's Thursday then Friday then Saturday then

You're my Sunday

You're my Sunday

Okay it's Thursday then Friday then Saturday then

You're my Sunday

Love what you got

Love what you not

And you love me

Saying a lot

Damn you sweet

You hit the spot

Cherry on top like

Like a Sundae

Like a Sundae

Type of vibe I relax to

Laid up, snack food

Nothing else to rush back to

You know? That mood

Day move faster than bad news

Damn you badder than fast food

See your face in everything

Everything Around Me like Cash Rules

Couple shots then we get bent

Then the weekend end

But we still love drunk

Cause how the weekend spent

Laying around

Playing around

Smoking a pound

We on a cloud

Dicking you down

Don't make a sound

Can't be too loud

Why?

Cause it's Sunday

Okay it's Thursday then Friday then Saturday then

Girl it's Sunday

You're my Sunday

Okay it's Thursday then Friday then Saturday then

You're my Sunday

Love what you got

Love what you not

And you love me

Saying a lot

Damn you sweet

You hit the spot

Cherry on top like

Like a Sundae

Like a Sundae

Easy like it's Sunday

Afternoon or after you

Quarterbacking dinner plans

But baby I'm just passing through

Let's make the most here

Let's make a toast

Promise that the only thing I change up

Is my approach

Head on top your shoulders is so good

You must be taking notes

When them butterflies is in your stomach

You know Sage is close

Quiet one inside the room

But somehow I say the most

I ain't mixy as I used to be

I'm busy laying low

You not underappreciated

Look at all the time that we spending under these blankets

We ain't doing shit but it don't feel like time is wasted

Sometimes you gotta slow it down

And take it back to basics

If we being real

Now a days is nothing new

The grass ain't always greener

You should just enjoy the view

If I ain't have my voice as a reason

What would I do?

You my other half

So what that make me without you?

Ooh

You're my Sunday

Okay it's Thursday then Friday then Saturday then

You're my Sunday

You're my Sunday

Okay it's Thursday then Friday then Saturday then

You're my Sunday

Love what you got

Love what you not

And you love me

Saying a lot

Damn you sweet

You hit the spot

Cherry on top like

Like a Sundae

Like a Sundae