Sunday Lyrics – KYLE

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Sunday Lyrics : sung by KYLE. The English song “Sunday” lyrics is written by Mark Hill, Darren Hill, Craig David & KYLE and has music by KYLE.

  • Sunday Song Info/Credits :
  • English Song : Sunday
  • Singer : KYLE
  • Music : KYLE
  • Written By : Mark Hill, Darren Hill, Craig David & KYLE

Sunday Lyrics

Pulled up on Sunday
You told me something, but it felt funny
You’re not the type
To look away when you say you love me
Mhm

Things ain’t been the best I know, yea
Trust me, you’re not on your own girl
I feel the same way
I feel the exact same thing
I gotta keep it real
Love for you is something I don’t feel
Gotta let you know I feel identical
Just like your clone, yea yea
Yea yea yea

Started vibing on Monday
Then you started trippin’ on Tuesday
And now we making love by Wednesday
And even Thursday and Friday and Saturday
You tell me that we breaking up on Sunday

How you was off me
You was just on me
You know you want these hands all on your body
Why you be fronting like I don’t keep it saucy
You don’t even answer when I’m calling
How you was off me
You was just on me
You know you want these hands all on your body
Why you be fronting like I don’t keep it saucy

Why you gotta lie and tell ya friends that we done for
Just the other night you was laid up in my condo
If I call your line bet you’re pulling up pronto
Said I’d never hit again, but then I hit it once more
End of the day
With you by the end of the night
So many ways, baby tryna pick a fight
Is you fucking with it
Gotta let me know shorty
First you on my head and then you won’t be

I gotta keep it real
Love for you is something I don’t feel
I gotta let you know I feel identical
Just like your clone, yea yea
Yea yea yea

Started vibing on Monday
Then you started trippin’ on Tuesday
And now we making love by Wednesday
And even Thursday and Friday and Saturday
You tell me that we breaking up on Sunday

How you was off me
You was just on me
You know you want these hands all on your body
Why you be fronting like I don’t keep it saucy
You don’t even answer when I’m calling
How you was off me
You was just on me
You know you want these hands all on your body
Why you be fronting like I don’t keep it saucy

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