Sunday Trance Songtext
von Sid Severino

Yeah, uh-uh
It′s a freestyle
Here we go

I'ma follow you, not just on Twitter
I will follow through on my shot like a player
If you give a chance, I′ll take you higher
Top of the world, we fly to Coachella
We're vibing this shit, I'm acting like a G
Not a fucking gangsta but a fucking gentleman
That good girl looks like Kelly
Her craziness affected me
There are voices in the air
Forget the problems and affairs
What the fuck is happening with me?
All excitement just appears
Blasting my freshness, they said my cool′s on duty now
I ain′t got no less 'cause tonight I′m with this beauty, yeah


Uh
Badada-ta-ta (yeah, uh-uh uh-uh, yeah)
Badada-ta-ta (yeah, uh-uh uh-uh)
It's a Sunday trance
And we dance with friends, yeah
It′s a Sunday trance
And we dance with friends, yeah

So we take a stroll, uh
And sipping some soda
We take a roll and leave our friends
She insists we grab something
To eat and just some drinks in the nearest restaurant
She said, "So do you crave some fish?"
I said, "No, that ain't my fave dish"
That response is so dumb
Those cues make me go numb
They said "More money, more problems"
But I guess she′s trying to solve 'em
I saw airplanes take off, yeah uh
This time, her jeans


Yeah
Badada-ta-ta (yeah, uh-uh uh-uh, yeah)
Badada-ta-ta (yeah, uh-uh uh-uh)
It's a Sunday trance
And we dance with friends, yeah
It′s a Sunday trance
And we dance with friends, yeah

Yeah, that′s just my Sunday trance