Sunday chords by Mark Battles

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Intro 1

It's Fly America

Verse 1
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Say she love me but she not for real
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Say that talk for Dr. Phil
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You gotta chill, I'm on my grind,
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we got a lot to build
Proud of steel,
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my people rose from them cotton fields
Five or better for a show
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and that's without a deal
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Still, I'm all about progression
Ain't even made freshman,
but I'm calling out the veterans
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Hit the booth
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and start dogging out the sessions
Don't call my fans haters,
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they just yawning out of preference
Know the scenes that they
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don't get to see
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Why you calling her your queen?
She trying to get to me
She got that sticky sweet,
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I call her Rice Krispie Treat
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I think I met her out in Boston
at the Middle East
Livin' the life so we straight wildin'
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My  homies throwin' up
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the threes like Ray Allen
The cake piling so you know
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a nigga stay smilin'
But I'll snatch you out the
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game if you play lousy
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If you ain't first then you last
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Stop flirtin' with trash,
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she just thirstin' for cash
Sundays I would sit in church
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with a pad
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That's why I rap like a god
on every verse that I smash
Just ask, I don't believe in givin' up
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Till Larry Newman
Bean can eat, I ain't did enough
You say you do it big,
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I'm on some bigger stuff
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By the way I see it, you
ain't doin' much
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It's battles
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Am 
You
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