Sunday School

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I still remember when we first met.

You looked so sexy in your red dress.

I loved the smell of your sweet perfume.

Back in Sunday school, ooh.

I promise to always treat you right.

You'll always have anything you like.

Don't know how we fell in love so soon.

It was Sunday school, -ooh.

-Yeah, class clown, never would learn nothin'.

Skated at lunch time, I wanted to burn somethin'. Duckin' the juiceies, plottin' up through the night.

Detectives would cut slacks, watch for the blue and whites.

Paid a few phone calls, dated a few porn stars. They pussies is overrated, niggas is overpaid. Seen her in Seven Fab, ten in

Seventeen. Beautiful brown skin, feel knew what heaven mean.

Slipped through my fingers once, never again. I spotted baby a year later when she was a friend.

We started datin' but couldn't get it.

She made a nigga wait, that made me just want it more. Post up at corner stores, we finally gave in.

Took it slow, baby was sweet as a caramel from head to her toes. Now I knew why she made me wait.

Shit was workin', she let me go in the green light. The puddy was worth it.

Ow, here we go.

I still remember when we first met.

You looked so sexy in your red dress.

I loved the smell of your sweet perfume.

Back in Sunday school, ooh.

I promise to always treat you right.

You'll always have anything you like.

Don't know how we fell in love so soon.

It was Sunday school, -ooh.

-Shorty so bad, make you get rid of your rasta. Takin' just to Casablanca, then we right back to the casa. I'm with boss Don

Perion, he used to sip the Grand Cru.

Kool Koach with the left shot, Alley Moe with the handle. This that big Hypnotize, this that Azie and I Sunday school fantasize.

This Serena William thighs.

Me and shorty high rollin', play future, live for the moment. Gotta stay 'way from the phonies, chasin' trillions while they trollin'.

I ain't do it the haram way, shorty was my homie.

Gotta get 'em for what they owe me 'cause I remember what they told me. Got a crib in every coast, maids in it.

Keep it live, first how she stay winnin'. Rode the richest fast car with no brakes in it.

Ass fat, waist slimmer. Send the jet, late for dinner.

New York for the summer, yams for the winter.

It was Sunday school, ooh.

I still remember when we first met.

You looked so sexy in your red dress.

I loved the smell of your sweet perfume.

Back in Sunday school, ooh.

I promise to always treat you right.

You'll always have anything you like.

Don't know how we fell in love so soon.

It was Sunday school, ooh.