Chance The Rapper

Sunday Candy(Chords)

Chance The Rapper

Key: C

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Intro: 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!  

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.
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.

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