Sunday Candy

C Em Am C F C Dm G


[Verse 1]

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


[Chorus]

                   C
You gotta move it slow-ly,
 Em                             Am
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
 C                                 F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
 C                               Dm           G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.


[Bridge]

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


[Verse 2]

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


[Bridge]

           C               Em
You better come on in this house (come on in this house),
       Am         C
'Cause it's gonna rain (it's gonna rain!).
F         C                 Dm         G
Rain down zion (rain down), it's gonna rain (it's gonna rain!).
           C               Em
You better come on in this house (come on in this house),
       Am         C
'Cause it's gonna rain (it's gonna rain!).
F         C                 Dm         G
Rain down zion (rain down), it's gonna rain.


[Chorus]

                   C
You gotta move it slow-ly,
 Em                             Am
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
 C                                 F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
 C                               Dm           G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.

C
Slow-ly,
 Em                             Am
Take and eat my body like it's ho-ly.
 C                                 F
I've been waiting for you for the whole week,
 C                               Dm           G
I've been praying for you, you're my sun-day, can-dy.


[Bridge]

           C               Em
You better come on in this house (come on in this house),
       Am         C
'Cause it's gonna rain (it's gonna rain!).
F         C                 Dm         G
Rain down zion (rain down), it's gonna rain.
            C              Em             Am          C
You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain
F          C     Dm         G
Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain.
C