Sunday School
کاور آهنگ Sunday School از French Montana, Max B

Sunday School

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I still remember when we first met (First met)

You looked so sexy in your red dress (Red dress)

I love the smell of your sweet perfume (Perfume)

Back in Sunday school, ooh

I promise to always treat you right (You right)

You'll always have anything you like

Don't know how we fell in love so soon (So soon)

It was Sunday school, ooh (I'ma run that shit, yeah)

Class clown, never would learn nothin'

Skated at lunchtime, I wanted to burn somethin'

Duckin' the juke scenes, plotted all through the night

Detectives would cut us slack, watch for the blue and whites

Played a few foreign cars, dated a few pornstars

They bitches is overrated, niggas is overpaid

Seen her in 7th Ave, tender and seventeen

Beautiful brown skin, funeral heaven me

Slipped through my fingers once, never again

I spotted baby a year later when she was with friends

We started datin', but couldn't get it, she made a nigga wait

That made me just want it more, post up at corner stores

We finally gave in, took it slow

Baby was sweet as a caramel from head to her toes

Now I knew how she made me wait, shit was workin'

She let me go on the green light, the puddy was workin' (Ow)

Here we go

I still remember when we first met (First met)

You looked so sexy in your red dress (Red dress)

I love the smell of your sweet perfume (Perfume)

Back in Sunday school, ooh

I promise to always treat you right (You right)

You'll always have anything you like

Don't know how we fell in love so soon (So soon)

It was Sunday school, ooh (Haan)

Shorty so bad, make you get rid of your Rasta

Takin' jets to Casablanca, then we right back to the casa

I'm with Boss Don Pérignon, he used to sip the Grand Cru

Kukoč with the left shot, Alimoe with the handle

This that Big Hypnotize

This that AZNI, Sunday school fantasize

Yeah, Serena William thighs

Me and shorty high rollin', plan future, live for the moment

Gotta stay away from the phonies

Chasin' trillions while they trollin'

I ain't do it the haram way, shorty was my homie

Gotta get 'em for what they owe me 'cause I remember what they told me

Got a crib in every coast, maids in it, keep Allah first

Hajji stay winnin', road to riches, fast car with no brakes in it

Ass fat, waist slimmer, send a jet late for dinner

New York for the summer, yams for the winter

It was Sunday school, ooh

I still remember when we first met (First met)

You looked so sexy in your red dress (Red dress)

I love the smell of your sweet perfume (Perfume)

Back in Sunday school, ooh

I promise to always treat you right (You right)

You'll always have anything you like

Don't know how we fell in love so soon (So soon)

It was Sunday school, ooh