Sunday Service (Explicit) - Latto

Lyrics by：Alyssa Stephens/Kevin Andre Price/Darryl Clemons/Joel Banks/Matthew Banks

Composed by：Alyssa Stephens/Kevin Andre Price/Darryl Clemons/Joel Banks/Matthew Banks

Produced by：Go Grizzly/Pooh Beatz/Bankroll Got It

I don't sing R&B but ***** I'm really HER **** wrong with niggas

How you let him cheat and take him back must be your only nigga

I get loud just like my w**d I don't watch my tone with niggas

I hang up the phone on niggas ye'ain't my daddy ***** I'm bigga momma

Everytime y'all book me with them h*es it's gon' be big drama

Twenty black suburbans we pull up like Sunday Service

I just want a one on on I don't know why she's so nervous

**** with these h*es sayin cause my nigga say I'm perfect

Anyway body count so low I might say I'm a virgin

Any day I could switch my car just like I switch my purses

Andale quick to cut him off if he don't service no purpose

You a clown and I'm allergic niggas skraight up out the circus

It's the nerve for me these niggas burnt they third degree

He callin' tryin to work it out I'd rather make him work for me

The ****

I can't tell if it's authentic or it's a surgery

Please lil nas x the only nigga curving me

I don't sing R&B but ***** I'm really HER **** wrong with niggas

How you let him cheat and take him back must be your only nigga

I get loud just like my w**d I don't watch my tone with niggas

I hang up the phone on niggas ye'ain't my daddy ***** I'm bigga momma

Everytime y'all book me with them h*es it's gon' be big drama

Twenty black suburbans we pull up like Sunday Service

I just want a one on on I don't know why she's so nervous

**** with these h*es sayin cause my nigga say I'm perfect

Tell the truth oh I'm not that cute

Bet you won't ask ya boo

He get money I get money too like who gon' trick on who

**** get corny soon as monkey see then you know monkey do

Do you rap or do you tweet

Cause I can't tell get in the booth *****

Stop all that motha ****** yelling h*e

Cause I ain't buyin what you sellin h*e

Tryna make more money I ain't tryna make no bottles

******* love to say they rawer than me these ******* using condoms

Miss me with that sucker **** I'm not your baby momma

Blocked his a*s on everything he in my dm's writing albums

Better hold ya nigga tight for I make you come up off him

Say two wrongs don't make a right but I'm the type get one up on em

I don't sing R&B but ***** I'm really HER **** wrong with niggas

How you let him cheat and take him back must be your only nigga

I get loud just like my w**d I don't watch my tone with niggas

I hang up the phone on niggas ye'ain't my daddy ***** I'm bigga momma

Everytime y'all book me with them h*es it's gon' be big drama

Twenty black suburbans we pull up like Sunday Service

I just want a one on on I don't know why she's so nervous

**** with these h*es sayin cause my nigga say I'm perfect

Twenty black suburbans we pull up like Sunday Service

**** with these h*es sayin cause my nigga say I'm perfect