Sunday Morning
B - Lab Lyrics


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Cook that shit up Quay
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

Soon as push up
She gon' get in my car, yeah (my car)
Only drink Actavis (Act)
I don't take bars (I don't take bars)
Bringing my stats up
Damn I can fuck on stars (fuck on stars)
Whenever my mood change
I can go and switch up cars (switch your car)
Diamonds on Blu-Ray
Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I just been stacking patient
Missed birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign)
Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)
Walked in the bank with my .40 (my 40)
Everywhere I go they recording (recording)
Stay down now I'm important (yeah yeah yeah)

Whole lotta blue racks (racks)
Bitches know we having money (ooh)
Pull up they like hooray (hooray)
Foreign coup, Chanel, we stunting
Smoking all this gold as soon as fuck I wanna roll up (soon as fuck)
A couple birdies in their Bentleys (brrr) screaming fours up (fours up)
Ain't no jelly I do Margiela
Piss on you no R. Kelly
Eating like a beast off in these streets I got a large belly
I want all the cash and I got all of the swag yeah (yeah, yeah)
Niggas they be mad they think I'm doing some kind of magic (why)
Ice on, when I hit that singing shit the lights off
I'm piped up, flyer than a kite I'm on a flight though
Gotta pipe down if you get too loud I'll knock your lights out
Wanna fight now I got some guys and they go (blow blow)

Soon as push up
She gon' get in my car, yeah (my car)
Only drink Actavis (Act)
I don't take bars (I don't take bars)
Bringing my stats up
Damn I can fuck on stars (fuck on stars)
Whenever my mood change
I can go and switch up cars (switch your car)
Diamonds on Blu-Ray
Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I just been stacking patient
Missed birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign)
Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)
Walked in the bank with my .40 (my 40)
Everywhere I go they recording (recording)
Stay down now I'm important (yeah yeah yeah)

Real street nigga I ain't fighting no
We don't do one on one (no)
Fuck you think we taking chances
Riding with all these guns
I ain't never played the flute
But I keep these bands and I got this drum yeah
Young nigga just finished high school
But he get a extra pill he going dumb yeah
I see him watching tryna get the recipe
I'll be goddamned if I let him get the best of me
Money on me no regular pedestrian
I put that dope in pots and make it flex
I pay security ain't no touching me
Everything guaranteed when you fucking me
Everything double C it's a luxury
She just mad 'cause she ain't get no nut from me
It ain't no I in team we on that fuckery
Bitch I'm a meal ticket ain't no cooking me
Bitch you can't come with me it ain't no company
How you a boss and you don't own a company
Pussy good, ass fat that shit come for me
Wish a nigga would, I ain't no rapper b
I be in the hood where all them trappers be
Everywhere I go I'm keeping that strap with me

Soon as push up
She gon' get in my car, yeah (my car)
Only drink Actavis (Act)
I don't take bars (I don't take bars)
Bringing my stats up
Damn I can fuck on stars (fuck on stars)
Whenever my mood change
I can go and switch up cars (switch your car)
Diamonds on Blu-Ray
Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I just been stacking patient
Missed birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign)
Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)
Walked in the bank with my .40 (my 40)




Everywhere I go they recording (recording)
Stay down now I'm important (yeah yeah yeah)

Overall Meaning

The song "Sunday Morning" by B-Lab talks about a street lifestyle where money and luxury are the main focus. The singer is bragging about his riches, expensive cars, and jewelry. He also talks about his extravagant lifestyle where he can effortlessly switch up cars whenever his mood changes. Money has made him important, and everyone is recording him wherever he goes.


However, there is a darker side to the song as well. The singer talks about the dangers of the street life, where he has to carry guns for protection, and he does not shy away from using them if needed. The lines "Real street nigga, I ain't fighting no/ We don't do one on one" and "Everywhere I go, I'm keeping that strap with me" show how he lives in a world where violence is a norm, and he must be ready to defend himself at all times.


In the end, the song portrays a life of luxury and danger, where the singer enjoys his wealth to the fullest but is always prepared for the worst.


Line by Line Meaning

Cook that shit up Quay
Let's get cooking and create something magical


Yeah yeah
I'm excited and ready to go


Soon as push up
As soon as she's ready


She gon' get in my car, yeah (my car)
She's going to get in my car and ride with me


Only drink Actavis (Act)
I only drink Actavis cough syrup


I don't take bars (I don't take bars)
I don't take Xanax bars


Bringing my stats up
I'm improving and becoming more successful


Damn I can fuck on stars (fuck on stars)
I'm so successful and confident that I can have sex with famous people


Whenever my mood change
Whenever I feel like it


I can go and switch up cars (switch your car)
I can change my car whenever I want


Diamonds on Blu-Ray
My diamonds shine like blu-ray discs


Came thru dripping like Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I came through dripping with style and confidence, just like a beautiful Sunday morning


I just been stacking patient
I'm saving my money carefully and patiently


Missed birthday probably buy me a foreign (buy me a foreign)
I missed my own birthday celebration, but I'll buy myself a foreign car instead


Still balling hard like Jordan (Jordan)
I'm still playing hard like Michael Jordan on the court


Walked in the bank with my .40 (my 40)
I walked into the bank with my .40 caliber gun


Everywhere I go they recording (recording)
People are always trying to record me and document my success


Stay down now I'm important (yeah yeah yeah)
I stayed focused and humble during my come up, but now I'm important and successful


Whole lotta blue racks (racks)
I have a lot of money and it's mostly in blue hundred dollar bills


Bitches know we having money (ooh)
Girls know we're rich


Pull up they like hooray (hooray)
People cheer when we arrive


Foreign coup, Chanel, we stunting
We're driving a foreign car and wearing expensive Chanel clothing to show off


Smoking all this gold as soon as fuck I wanna roll up (soon as fuck)
I'm smoking expensive weed and I'm ready to roll up a blunt at any moment


A couple birdies in their Bentleys (brrr) screaming fours up (fours up)
We're driving Bentleys with a couple of beautiful girls and we're shouting out our gang sign with four fingers up


Ain't no jelly I do Margiela
I don't wear fake designer clothes, only Maison Margiela


Piss on you no R. Kelly
I have power and control, R. Kelly won't even pee on someone without consent


Eating like a beast off in these streets I got a large belly
I'm eating well and living life to the fullest, and it shows with my large belly


I want all the cash and I got all of the swag yeah (yeah, yeah)
I have all the money I want and I'm confident and stylish


Niggas they be mad they think I'm doing some kind of magic (why)
People are jealous of my success and think it's some kind of magic or trickery


Ice on, when I hit that singing shit the lights off
I'm wearing a lot of diamond jewelry, and when I start singing it's so good that the lights turn off


I'm piped up, flyer than a kite I'm on a flight though
I'm excited and energetic, and I'm flying high like a kite on a flight


Gotta pipe down if you get too loud I'll knock your lights out
You need to calm down if you're being too loud or disrespectful or I'll fight you and knock you out


Wanna fight now I got some guys and they go (blow blow)
If you really want to fight, I have some guys with me who will beat you up


Real street nigga I ain't fighting no
I'm a real gangster so I don't fight one-on-one


We don't do one on one (no)
We don't fight fairly or one-on-one


Fuck you think we taking chances
You must be crazy if you think we're taking risks or chances


Riding with all these guns
We're carrying weapons with us at all times


I ain't never played the flute
I've never been a snitch or informant


But I keep these bands and I got this drum yeah
But I keep a lot of money with me and I'm always ready for action


Young nigga just finished high school
I'm a young guy who just graduated high school


But he get a extra pill he going dumb yeah
But I take an extra pill and become dumb with it


I see him watching tryna get the recipe
I see people trying to copy my success and figure out my secrets


I'll be goddamned if I let him get the best of me
I refuse to let anyone beat me or outdo me


Money on me no regular pedestrian
I have a lot of money on me, I'm not a regular person on the street


I put that dope in pots and make it flex
I cook illegal drugs and make them sell


I pay security ain't no touching me
I have hired security guards to keep people away from me


Everything guaranteed when you fucking me
Everything will be perfect and guaranteed if you sleep with me


Everything double C it's a luxury
I have a lot of luxury Chanel items


She just mad 'cause she ain't get no nut from me
She's upset because she didn't have sex with me


It ain't no I in team we on that fuckery
I'm part of a team and we're doing some shady stuff


Bitch I'm a meal ticket ain't no cooking me
I am worth a lot of money and I won't be easily taken down


Bitch you can't come with me it ain't no company
You can't come with me because I'm not interested in having company


How you a boss and you don't own a company
How can you be a boss if you don't own a successful company?


Pussy good, ass fat that shit come for me
I am a stud and women come to me because of my reputation


Wish a nigga would, I ain't no rapper b
I dare someone to test me, I'm not just a rapper


I be in the hood where all them trappers be
I hang out in the hood where all the drug dealers are


Everywhere I go I'm keeping that strap with me
I'm always carrying my gun with me no matter where I go




Lyrics © THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC
Written by: Dominique Jones, Brandon Whatley

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