Lyrics:
pay
And my wine (?) and my shrimps sauteed
And I'm chillin' in LA with (?) for the day
Ain't that a bitch?
Foot up on the dash, ain't no brakes in
here's a song for you, child of mine
And I hope you make it through this time
Get yourself a piece of that rainbow pie
Ain't no reason in the world you
to Phoenix
Everybody got in trouble when they laughed at me for peeing
Boy I couldn't do wrong, that's how you made me feel
When I ain't made grades, you
Why you wanna take my sunshine
My sunshine, my sunshine
VERSE 3
I stay on the grind 24/7, nigga
I ain't here just to make my account bigger
But if I
I can't stop it I'm a goner
Holding on to something I can't loose
If I tell the truth I'm dead by twenty two
Show you off or keep you on display
In my
be what I am, what you can never be
And elm linden trees look just like my fro
They assume I got my bars just by being black
Like no, this takes a lot
jeans and gay propaganda
In a time where Arnold can turn into Amanda
It's a shame just like how the Bible been whitewashed
Or how by Egyptian statues
the law
I know she might be cuckoo but I say what the heck
At least she ain't trying to be politically correct
I stopped by this morning delivering her
I'll go and see
Fun times, sunshine
How you living? I'm living fine
All that stress remind me I'm alive
Sunshine, sunshine
Ain't no time, just wish I
Why you love me better when it's cold outside
You just wanna lay up in the crib all day
You ain't got no place to ease your mind, and I ain't got no
That's the way I really expect.
Pre-Chorus (Amanda Blank & Sizzla) Either you love me or you hate me
Ain't no little stupidity gonna change me
Nothing
Remember when there were no mp3,
But cd's,
Didn't care about germs,
No concern of disease,
Street lights come on,
We high five, then we leave,
Back in
Yeah, hustler music
I got that brown bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida
And I swore that I would never hustle no more
But I
if you share some of my sunshine
[Chorus] x2
I'm diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyin before they take away my sunshine
I ain't lyin
ain’t got no storage
You make the sunshine the sunshine in my life in my life
you make the sunshine the sunshine in my life in my life
You make
in the Bay with a homie of mine
Camaros and Trans Ams dancin' in the sunshine
Sideshow, they was like swung what you brung
If your engine ain't
you
Can't show my pain if I can't show you my love too
That's like asking for money that has no value
I wanna be your sunshine
Dance floor, slow whine
and bitch you fake
But you imposters ain't impossible
Ain't no sense of worry in obstacle
Bitches be real snoopy but brown Charlie got a spot for you
I
found a weapon in my dresser
And you know it ain't impress her
So the rest is His-story
I got evicted
In the sunshine
This is my life, my life
In
if you share some of my sunshine
[Chorus] x2
I'm diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiyin before they take away my sunshine
I ain't lyin
to breathe
I'm blacking out with no post up under my shirt and sleeve
Who got that hydro
Who got that light green
Who got that Bobby Brown
Who got that
to breathe
I'm blacking out with no post up under my shirt and sleeve
Who got that hydro
Who got that light green
Who got that Bobby Brown
Who got that
the way you feel, I ain't mad at you, I gotta think this through
With the sunshine beating down on you (In the sunshine, sunshine)
You've never looked so
The Krush Groove ain't got shit on Cold Crush
We dolly dolly babies 'cause we shootin' cats
'Back to the future' rap with Doc Brown shotgunnin' it
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