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Donnie Trumpet & the Social Experiment - Sunday Candy "Short Film"
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nico Segal
Nico Segal
Trumpet
Chance the Rapper
Chance the Rapper
Vocals
Eryn Kane
Eryn Kane
Background Vocals
J.P. Floyd
J.P. Floyd
Trombone
Jabari Rayford
Jabari Rayford
Background Vocals
Jamila Woods
Jamila Woods
Vocals
Macie Stewart
Macie Stewart
Background Vocals
Patrick Paige II
Patrick Paige II
Bass
Stix
Stix
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chancellor Bennett
Chancellor Bennett
Songwriter
Gregory Landfair
Gregory Landfair
Songwriter
Jabari Rayford
Jabari Rayford
Songwriter
Jamila Woods
Jamila Woods
Songwriter
Marvin Winans
Marvin Winans
Songwriter
Nate Fox
Nate Fox
Songwriter
Nicholas Segal
Nicholas Segal
Songwriter
Peter Wilkins
Peter Wilkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Franco Davis
Franco Davis
Producer
Jeff Lane
Jeff Lane
Mastering Engineer
Sean Oakley
Sean Oakley
Mixing Engineer
The Social Experiment
The Social Experiment
Producer

Lyrics

She could say in her voice, in her way that she love me With her eyes, with her smile, with her belt, with her hands, with her money I am the thesis of her prayers Her nieces and her nephews are just pieces of the layers Only ones she love as much as me is Jesus Christ and Taylor I got a future so I'm singing for my grandma You singing too, but your grandma ain't my grandma Mine's hand made, pan fried, sun dried Southside, and beat the devil by a landslide Praying with her hands tied, president of my fan club, Santa Something told me I should bring my butt to church You gotta move it slowly Take and eat my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you you're my Sunday Candy You gotta move it slowly Take and eat my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you you're my Sunday Candy Come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain I come to church for the candy, your peppermints is the truth I'm pessimistic on Monday if I had tweaked and missed you You look so good with that hat on, had to match with the shoes Came and dressed in the satin, I came and sat in your pew I come to Christmas for dinner, fifty rolls on my plate Hella holes in my stocking holding your pockets in place I like my love with a budget, I like my hugs with a scent You smell like light, gas, water, electricity, rent You sound like why the gospel got so tired Singin' his praises daily basis so I gotta try it You're my dreamcatcher, dream team, team captain Matter fact, I ain't seen you in a minute let me take my butt to church You better come on in this house 'Cause it's gonna rain Rain down Zion, 'cause it's gonna rain You better come on in this house 'Cause it's gonna rain Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain You gotta move it slowly Take and eat my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you you're my Sunday Candy Slowly Take and eat my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you you're my Sunday Candy Slowly Take and eat my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you you're my Sunday Candy You better come on in this house 'Cause it's gonna rain Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain You better come on in this house 'Cause it's gonna rain Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain
Writer(s): Jabari Manu Rayford, Chancellor Jonathan Bennett, Nicolas Segal, Greg Landfair Jr., Nate Fox, Marvin Lawrence Winans, Peter Wilkins, Jamila Abidemi Woods Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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