Joey Fatts - Sunday [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Produced by: Joey Fatts]

[Verse 1:]
Should be in church
But what good is a collection plate when you have no pot to piss in
I guess you pray, then if that don't work
Then my nigga you asked out
See I rather take my chances with God and then cash out
Monday through Sunday, I'm on that one way
Gotta get this money, niggas be fronting
But they gon' die like Owen Hart, if they come around stunting
Cause we ain't got nothing
Can't dangle stake round these killers
Don't test your fate with my niggas
And we stay fucking these niggas' hoes
And stay the fuck away from ho-niggas
Stump through that paper like a scription
Breaking bread like communion
In the streets with my niggas
No Sunday school on the block we students
It's like Tetris all these blocks I'm moving
Gotta get it nigga, trap full of pots no skillets nigga
Stashing work my bitch, is a civic nigga
Leave that boy holy on a Sunday, them one way niggas cut through
That nigga wanna be famous, forty hit 'em up
Have 'em on a t-shirt, for the promo
Slide by myself for the fo fo
Flock me a nigga's house dolo
Say he got it, but you know all these niggas like to front though
But I'm still at a nigga front door

[Hook:]
All on a Sunday
Posted try'na make a knot on Sunday
Nigga, you can get shot on a Sunday
(Where you at) Boy I'm on that block on Sunday
Should be in church, nigga thanking god on Sunday
But I'm serving hard on Sunday
Banging hard on Sunday
Should be in church, nigga thanking god on Sunday
But I'm fucking bitches on Sunday
Buy my interest on Sunday
But I'm thankful that I'm still living on Sunday

[Verse 2:]
Lord I know you love a nigga, so much you gave your only son
But tell me if you still love a nigga, if I skip church to have some fun
You saying boat with this game I run
Make a ho out of a Catholic nun
Looked at a young nigga tell me "I'm the one"
Took her home, on the dick had her speaking in tongues
I don't talk shit, I just speak with my gun
When it spit sound like a nigga beating a drum
If he hits, stick a fork in them daucky-dum
My alibi is home, I was home watching cop re-runs
Already fucked girl you want a refund
Acting like a billy bitch, but you drive a nissan
Got that old credit like last week hun
Nails done, on the first kiss didn't he huh?
Throw that pussy at me, catching like I'm Keyshawn
Johnson, baby girl don't play me cause I'm popular
Stretching work like some play-do or stocking
Now my o's stretch San Diego past stocking
Nigga hit my phone say he copping
If he try'na rob Imma pop him
Flock a nigga house like I'm shopping
The cops come I'm legally blinded
Fuck the time and I put the time in, Monday through Sunday
And the big homie ride with the bottle on the dash
And a nigga still about that gunplay
Niggas want the beef, then ok
Murk his bitch like OJ then I'm back posted up on that one-way

[Hook:]
All on a Sunday
Posted try'na make it out on Sunday
Nigga, you can get shot on a Sunday
(Where you at) Boy I'm on that block on Sunday
Should be in church, nigga thanking god on Sunday
But I'm serving hard on Sunday
Banging hard on Sunday
Should be in church, nigga thanking god on Sunday
But I'm fucking bitches on Sunday
Buy my interest on Sunday
But I'm thankful that I'm still living on Sunday