I got the whip on a Sunday
And she the cherry on top, yeah, yeah
She take the clip out the ashtray, uh
And then she take off the top, yah-yah, oh
I've got the T-top cherry blue, baby
Now I’m looking at you, yeah yeah
To a life of no stress (No stress)
Every day I'm counting and I'm stacking my blessings
Looking in the mirror, studying my reflection
Need a little time to breathe
Oh lord, lord, let me big you up one time
Oh, lord, let me big you up one time
Baby, baby, let me roll you up one time
And touch the clouds in the sky
And take the whip on a Sunday, yeah
And put the cherry on top, yeah, yeah (Baby, you the cherry on top)
She grab the clip out the ashtray, uh (You are, you are)
And then she took off the top
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
compositores da letra: Cooper Douglas McGill, Danny Garcia, Nedbitt Wesonga, Ronnie Tucker
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