Sunday

Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's about to go down

Everybody in this place put your motherfuckin' hands up

Let's do it

You know how it is

I lie, I cheat, I steal

I lie, I cheat, I steal

Sweetheart the type that move them hips

Represent, represent, represent

Yeah

I lie, I cheat, I steal

I lie, I cheat, I steal

You know what's up

Golabo, let's get it

You can catch Mackin in the back of an S430

Top back, little birdie, she kinda flirty

A little nerdy, you know, straight on some other shit

Anytime we step outta the spot, niggas always get hot

And wanna I try an box a nigga, all over some broads and shit

But I ain't got time to bob and weave on them jacks

Cause you know this ponys fully loaded

And carrying money sacks down and dirty

Gotta get to the bank to get me shabbas in a rank

Then back to the crib to wash off last night's tank

Hop out of the shower, fuck around in the studio for about an hour

Grab a couple colts and you know I'm out the door for sho

I got a fat sack of sour

No need to turn back till about the evening hour

To meet this girl named Tamika

She the kinda freak that'll have you in the sheets for a week

But today, I ain't got time for that

Cause the next one's gotta ass so fat

She'll blow your headpiece back

The way she moving them hips giving all y'all niggas asthma attacks

And her little step-sister Stephanie

Says she can't wait to get next to me

And giving up all the sexin for free you see

She usually charge it out by the night

But for a Top Garçon, she be giving it up on sight

To show a nigga she be acting right

Then I got this tall dame named Dana

She straight from Albania

Burn this little hen and she'll be cutting up every vein in ya

Dark lips, dark hair, dark clothes, my little black number one

Looking like she coming something straight outside of a Gotham Insane Asylum