Video Sunday Morning de Accent Beats 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Accent Beats - Sunday Morning Lyrics

[Hook]

[Verse 1: Sllem]

Don't cross that bridge until you come to it
Butterflies in my stomach, but don't give a fuck for it
Burn a bridge with a lighter, you know smoking kills you
I don't give a any damn about the guy who doesn't feels you

Do you feel me? wanna see the real me homie?
You saw me and don't you act like you don't know me
I met a girl named Lucy, she's a sitting duck
She's a bitch who doesn't give a fuck, but she gives

She smiles when she leaves, Autumn leaves
Are falling from the trees, please don't freeze
When i'm talking you, i'm just asking you
Do you like me? cause i'm fucking you

I've been hell and back for you Lucy
I'm just tryin' to duck out, cause you're ball and chain Lucy
Don't cross that bridge until you come to it
Butterflies in my stomach, but don't give a fuck for it

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[Verse 2: Bato]

Don't cross that bridge until you come to it
Butterflies in my stomach, but don't give a fuck for it
I'm at the club, getting alcohol, I'm drunk as fuck
And met a girl named Lucy, who's a sitting duck

She's an old bat who's tryna act like a fox
I'm feeling boxed in, cause I don't think outside the box
She said "Let's hit the bottle" I said "What you want to drink?"
She said "Bottle up your emotions, burn your pen and ink"

You're not a social butterfly, you're just a fucking fly
I have an eagle eye, ask no questions, have no lie
Here's my bucket list: want to buy 2Pacalypse
Apocalypse in my dreams, don't wanna be missed

I've been hell and back for you Lucy
I'm just tryin' to duck out, cause you're ball and chain Lucy
Don't cross that bridge until you come to it
Butterflies in my stomach, but don't give a fuck for it

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