Tekst piosenki 'Sundress' wykonawcy MC Virgins

Yung Kudge, the boy with no bars
But I've been doing so good so far
She's so fine, but she got no car
So I'll just make the drive but it's so far
Sub-par like PGA
But still hot like the moms in PTA
She want an easy date
I'm in see the way
I've been actin' different, need PDA, I mean

So tell me why, why, why, why (why)
I do these things for you
So tell me why (so tell me why)
So tell me why (so tell me why, why)
Now I say bye, bye, bye (bye)
I ain't simpin' for these ho's
I'll tell you bye (I'll tell you bye)
I'll tell you bye (I'll tell you bye, bye)

Baby I just wanna fly 'cause I can't stop
And you lookin' real fine in the crop top
Or the blue sundress, I ain't talkin' 'bout sex
'Cause I'll tell you everyday, it makes your eyes pop (huh)
Kinda wanna roll with you and vibe with you
I ain't like these other dudes
I'm slidin' through, tell me what you wanna do
I'm askin' you to tell me what you wanna do, ayy

It's the greatest white boy since Mike Bibby (ayy, what?)
At my first show, I'ma pull up with a biddy
When I'm walkin' down the street, they be pointin' and screamin' (brr)
Like, God damn, is it MC Gibby?
On the way to Paris, hope I'm on the right flight (ooh, ooh, ooh)
And I'm hopin' that I see you an the right night (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
'Cause if I see your man baby, then we might fight (ah, ah, ah)
But he ain't my height (Brr)

I ain't rockin' no Saint Laurent
I got a, bad bitch in the Gucci Crocs (ooh, ah)
She wanna, money bag in the Bentley truck (ah, ah)
But I don't wife no ho 'cause I'm MC God, ayy
I be pullin' all these milfs, shoutout Gravy (ooh, ooh, ohh, ooh)
She be talkin' 'bout her life, damn, that's crazy (ooh, ooh)
How I make so many hits, you should come and pay me (ooh, ooh)
Gotta come so easy, but I'm never lazy (da, da, da, da)

Why, why, so tell me (ooh)
Why, why, so tell me (ooh)
Why, why, so tell me (so tell me why)
So tell me why, so tell me (so tell me why)

So baby I'ma tell you why
I don't play no games, don't waste my time (yeah)
I got a bad bitch, sittin' on racks (ayy)
That's sittin' on bags (uh)
That's sitiin' on me

So tell me why, why, why, why (why)
I do these things for you
So tell me why (why, so tell me why)
So tell me why (so tell me why, why)
Now I say bye, bye, bye (bye)
I ain't simpin' for these ho's
I'll tell you bye (I'll tell you bye)
I'll tell you bye (I'll tell you bye, bye)
So tell me why, why, why, why (ooh, why)
I do these things for you
So tell me why (why, so tell me why)
So tell me why (so tell me why, why, tell me, so tell me why)
Now I say bye, bye, bye (ooh, bye)
I ain't simpin' for these ho's
I'll tell you bye (I'll tell you bye)
I'll tell you bye (I'll tell you bye, bye)