Lyrics
My mama always told me
"Freedia, gotta stay fly"
Freedia, gotta stay fly
No, you never catch me slipping
Do it for the most high
Do it for the most high
Watch me catch the spirit (woo)
But I'ma never fly spirit
I ain't gon' do it
Always keep it in first class
Heaven stamped on my ticket, uh-huh
Hair pressed, dress down
Nails done for the one
Amen, when you see me, no, I ain't nothing to play with
Holy water, dripping Prada
All the designer for the father
Oh yes
Breaking necks in my Sunday best
Sunday best, what
Ah-ooh, oh Lord, I look good
Lord, I look good
Ah-ooh, oh Lord, I look good
Oh Lord, I look good
Ah-ooh, say, "Don't I look good?"
Don't I look good?
Oh yes, best believe I'm in my Sunday best
Sunday best, oh
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Who's the best dressed of them all?
Who's the most blessed of them all?
I slay this fit, glory to God
Louis decked out my closet
Run me my direct deposit
Got fifty bands in my wallet
When it's in his name, I got it
Hair pressed, dress down
Nails done for the one
Amen, when you see me, no, I ain't nothing to play with
Holy water, dripping Prada
All designer for the father
Oh yes
Oh yes, breaking necks in my Sunday best
In Sunday best, yes
Ah-ooh, oh Lord, I look good
Lord, I look good
Ah-ooh, oh Lord, I look good
Lord, I look good
Ah-ooh, say, "Don't I look good?"
Say, "Don't I look good?"
Ah-ooh
Oh yes, best believe I'm in my Sunday best
Sunday best
Lord, I'm thankful
Thankful
Thankful
Thankful
For giving me another day