Sunday (feat. Snoop Dogg)
One, two, hm
Yup
When it's the end of the weekend
But not quite the end of the weekend
Check it out
It is what it is
You got me feelin'
You make me feel like I'm in all my best clothes
So good that I don't care that Chick-Fil-A's closed
Like a slow motion cruise on the backroads and byways
Windows down and avoidin' the highways
Nothin' else that I wanna do
But take all day and waste it with you
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
You got me sayin' hallelujah, singin' praise
You got me feelin' like the night is gone
And the sun is here to stay
Woah
You got me feelin' like the weekend
You give me somethin' to believe in
When I'm swimmin' in the deep end
Sky is baby blue, and my blues are gone away
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
And maybe we should make some breakfast
We got lots of time that seems like a good investment
It's the end of the week and I make a mean quiche
Maybe all of our friends should come over to eat
Nothin' else that I wanna do
But take all of my time and waste it with you
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
You got me sayin' hallelujah, singin' praise
You got me feelin' like the night is gone
And the sun is here to stay
Woah
You got me feelin' like the weekend
You give me somethin' to believe in
When I'm swimmin' in the deep end
Sky is baby blue, and my blues are gone away
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
You got me feelin' like Chick-Fil-A was open on a Sunday
(Snoop, I know, we tried, it was closed, wouldn't that be great)
Check it out
This a hit
You can tell radio
All the DJs will play it
'Cause we got that hustlin' flow
I'm feelin' good
Feelin' fresh
Feelin' blessed
Little stressed
And when I'm with you I feel that joy inside my chest
What you feel
Just depends on what you see
But just don't take it from me
I'm just the D-O double G
You got me feelin' like a Sunday (ohh)
You got me sayin' hallelujah, singin' praise (singing praise)
You got me feelin' like the night is gone
And the sun is here to stay
Woah
You got me feelin' like the weekend (got me feelin' like the weekend)
You give me somethin' to believe in (give me somethin' to believe in)
When I'm swimmin' in the deep end
Skies are baby blue, and my blues are gone away
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
Sunday
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
Skies are blue and the clouds have gone away
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
Yup
When it's the end of the weekend
But not quite the end of the weekend
Check it out
It is what it is
You got me feelin'
You make me feel like I'm in all my best clothes
So good that I don't care that Chick-Fil-A's closed
Like a slow motion cruise on the backroads and byways
Windows down and avoidin' the highways
Nothin' else that I wanna do
But take all day and waste it with you
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
You got me sayin' hallelujah, singin' praise
You got me feelin' like the night is gone
And the sun is here to stay
Woah
You got me feelin' like the weekend
You give me somethin' to believe in
When I'm swimmin' in the deep end
Sky is baby blue, and my blues are gone away
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
And maybe we should make some breakfast
We got lots of time that seems like a good investment
It's the end of the week and I make a mean quiche
Maybe all of our friends should come over to eat
Nothin' else that I wanna do
But take all of my time and waste it with you
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
You got me sayin' hallelujah, singin' praise
You got me feelin' like the night is gone
And the sun is here to stay
Woah
You got me feelin' like the weekend
You give me somethin' to believe in
When I'm swimmin' in the deep end
Sky is baby blue, and my blues are gone away
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
You got me feelin' like Chick-Fil-A was open on a Sunday
(Snoop, I know, we tried, it was closed, wouldn't that be great)
Check it out
This a hit
You can tell radio
All the DJs will play it
'Cause we got that hustlin' flow
I'm feelin' good
Feelin' fresh
Feelin' blessed
Little stressed
And when I'm with you I feel that joy inside my chest
What you feel
Just depends on what you see
But just don't take it from me
I'm just the D-O double G
You got me feelin' like a Sunday (ohh)
You got me sayin' hallelujah, singin' praise (singing praise)
You got me feelin' like the night is gone
And the sun is here to stay
Woah
You got me feelin' like the weekend (got me feelin' like the weekend)
You give me somethin' to believe in (give me somethin' to believe in)
When I'm swimmin' in the deep end
Skies are baby blue, and my blues are gone away
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
Sunday
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
Skies are blue and the clouds have gone away
You got me feelin' like it's Sunday
Credits
Writer(s): Cordazar Broadus, Robert Marvin, Ben Rector, Joshua Hawkins, October London
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