Modest - Sundaze lyrics

Sundays ain't mundane when you cook jerk chicken Friends they never flaking like Jamaicans man Amanda reminds me that my head ain't worth givin' Flirt give dirt in her shirt skippin' To some jazz tunes, then blazing to Papoose Then camp soon, reminds us that we childish Chicken parm, oven alarm , the mild dish Is ready with a side of angel haired spaghetti White sauce my mind's lost in numbness Dead beat, we peak after the drumsticks Conversations about soul mates, lets control pace Center of attention illuminating all space Wishing bullets would storm like pitter patter After this jibber jabber still wishing i had dinner after My plates more full than the beginning of the meal You being so non-remorseful really boosts your s** appeal Chorus Around her, I never was a downer I just hope this is our lat encounter Verse 2 Sarcasm projecting out from a dark casm John McClain with a gun aimed, start them Revealing a stark fashion, I got a caption For this picture perfect moment a component Love is your best friend or it is your biggest opponent If its values lessen than disown it This innocent baby doll made me fall As the universe revolves She could put old Jimi in a tendy Just cruising around downtown on a ten-speed Pig tails, smoking her cigs stale Exhale inhale, exhale inhale Think she related to Ashley Tisdale Listen to j Cole because her skin's pale She born sinning with her worn linens Girl please don't ignore, listen Chorus