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Sun Come Up Lyrics

Rick Ross:
Bird, park dat body n****
let's take 2 or 3 of dem s**** to da head n****.
What!!
T-Pain:Chorus:
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday.
To da sun come up
til da FEDs run up

Rick Ross:
life in da fast lane
been scared of airplanes
comfortable on jets
hoes better learn my last name
Yay in da carry on
That i'm bout to carry on
After all da deals
I still deal and carry on
Words 'fo da past
we all shed tears
Thats why I pop pills
da end so near
da crackas dont work
n***** just snitch
lose trial dats a b****
n**** go sit
3 hots and a cot
would surf 'n' turf
3 blocks in da car
Im gettin what is worth
Im da boss of da bottle
top off da Phantom
buying up da bar
so da ladies gettin at him.

T-Pain:Chorus:
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday.
To da sun come up
til da FEDs run up
(we hustle on)
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday.
To da sun come up
til da FEDs run up

Glasses Malone:
you see my eyelids fallin
but sleep prolong
daddy cant sleep
'Til his work all gone
DUBs broke down
hundred 28 zone
Im seeing new trucks
over 28s chrome
brand new Benz
600 pounds
candy on da b****
candy on da coat
20 dreams so sweet now
it's my reality
n**** dont b***
cuz you might get a cavity
nah, hold me down clown
I call da gravity
stash yo gun
mines ridin' shot gun
doin 90 down crenshaw
ya gotta be careful
or end up murked
like Caine cousin Harold
T-Pain:Chorus:
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday.
To da sun come up
til da FEDs run up
(we hustle on)
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday.
To da sun come up
til da FEDs run up
Birdman:
youngin
This 'fo da BirdLady
SuWu yea n****
Pontchartrain beach
ocean, seas
fleet, red CMB
UPT where I be
comfortably (believe dat!)
Louis wit da suede arms
rockin dat jewels
cuz we paid hommie
lay it on it
play it on it
see a mill like nothing
how we weigh it hommie
(100)
she know im good wit da K (blat!)
doin it how my n*****
did it back in da day (wut up Big Rufus)
now my lil n**** good
wit da spray (Young Mula)
gettin money
everyday

T-Pain:Chorus:
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday.
To da sun come up
til da FEDs run up
(we hustle on)
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday.
To da sun come up
til da FEDs run up

[west coast beat fades away]
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