Sunday Candy chords by Donnie Trumpet Feat The Social Experiment

Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU

INTRO: C Am C7 F C/E Dm G
VERSE:
          C                                           Am
She could say in her voice, in her way that she love me
C7                      F                              C/E               Dm
With her eyes, with her smile, with her belt, with her hands, with her money
         G                C
I am the thesis of her prayers
C
Her nieces and her nephews are just pieces of the layers
Am                                                     C7
Only ones she love as much as me is Jesus Christ and Taylor
          F                             C/E
I got a future so I'm singing for my grandma
       Dm                    G
You singing too, but your grandma ain't my grandma
C                                  Am
Mine's is hand made, pan fried, sun dried
Am
Southside, and beat the devil by a landslide
F                             C/E                       Dm
Praying with her hands tied, president of my fan club, saying to her
                  G                         C
Something told me I should bring my butt to church

HOOK:
                      C
You gotta move it slowly
Cmaj7                          Am
Take and eat my body like it's holy
   C7                               F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week
      C/E                             Dm     G
I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday candy
                      C
You gotta move it slowly
Cmaj7                          Am
Take and eat my body like it's holy
   C7                               F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week
      C/E                             Dm     G
I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday candy


C                                       C7
Come on in this house, cause it's gonna rain
C
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain
C                                       Am           C7
You better come on in this house, cause it's gonna rain
F                    C
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain

VERSE:
C
I come to church for the candy, your peppermints is the truth
                                       C7
I'm pessimistic on Monday if I had tweaked and missed you
 F
You look so good with that hat on, had to match with the shoes
                        C/E
Came and dressed in the satin, I came and sat in your pew
              C                          Cmaj7
I come to Christmas for dinner, fifty rolls on my plate
       Am                                G
Hella holes in my stocking holding your pockets in place
                 C7                    F
I like my love with a budget, I like my hugs with a scent
                Dm                 G             C
You smell like light, gas, water, electricity, rent
           C                                Cmaj7
You sound like why the gospel choir got so tired
                      Am
Singin his praises daily basis so I gotta try it
                              F             C/E
You're my dreamcatcher, dream team, team captain
                        Dm                        C
Matter fact, I ain't seen you in a minute let me take my butt to church

HOOK:
C                                       C7
Come on in this house, cause it's gonna rain
C
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain
C                                       Am           C7
You better come on in this house, cause it's gonna rain
F                    C
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain


HOOK:
                      C
You gotta move it slowly
Cmaj7                          Am
Take and eat my body like it's holy
   C7                               F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week
      C/E                             Dm     G
I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday candy
                      C
You gotta move it slowly
Cmaj7                          Am
Take and eat my body like it's holy
   C7                               F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week
      C/E                             Dm     G
I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday candy
                      C
You gotta move it slowly
Cmaj7                          Am
Take and eat my body like it's holy
   C7                               F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week
      C/E                             Dm     G
I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday candy
                      C
You gotta move it slowly
Cmaj7                          Am
Take and eat my body like it's holy
   C7                               F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week
      C/E                             Dm     G
I've been praying for you, you're my Sunday candy


C                                       C7
Come on in this house, cause it's gonna rain
C
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain
C                                       Am           C7
You better come on in this house, cause it's gonna rain
F                    C
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain