I want a Sunday kind of love A love to last past Saturday night And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight And I want a Sunday kind of love I want a a love that's on the square Can't seem to find somebody Someone to care And I'm on a lonely

Feel like, aw shit, throw some bacon on it The one thing I love more than being with you And that's late nights, doing what I wanna do I got sleep eyes, I woke up like this One thing I love more than being with you And that's no ties, no drama in my life

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

Brad Pitt, that's my cousin When you see me in the club Angelina show me love You got me fucked up Like you don't know what's up All my Angelinas if you got it let me see it Brad, Brad, Pitt Slick shit man that's all we do hoe That little homie let me

Whoa, well I never meant to brag I'm in the business of misery, let's take it from the top She's got a body like an hourglass that's ticking like a clock It's a matter of time before we all run out When I thought he was mine, she caught him by the mouth

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

Shine your light on Last night the sky's turned purple and Past lives in light tunnels Light tunnels So that's who we are Just like the stars Insecurity dressed up as confidence But I guess I showed up late Almost got cut off when they closed the gate

Bucket list, drop top 'Rari, scratch that off my bucket list Bucket list, make a match and scratch that off my bucket list Bucket list, super bad bitch and she rich like Gucci rich Bucket list, no more sellin' bricks, that's off my bucket list Bucket

That's more like it Yeah, that's more like it That's more like it, yeah Make my dinner, bring it to me That's more like it, that's more like it I see where and when it happened When I wanted you, you did not reciprocate When I needed you, you would

You got the silver you got the gold Hey babe, what's in your eyes? I saw them flashing like airplane lights You fill my cup, babe, that's for sure I must come back For a little more You got my heart, you got my soul You got the diamonds, from the mine