Текст песни Twista - Sunshine
Twista - Sunshine слова песни
Sunshine (Intro) When I wake up in the mornin` love, And the sunlight hurts my eyes, Then somethin` without warnin` love, Bears heavy on my mind... (Twista) Let`s get them dollars, Let`s get this money, (Keep my mind on my...) (Twista) I keep my mind on my money, money on my mind, I got my finger on tha trigga, stayin` on tha grind, And when I wake up in the mornin`, I got`s to hit a lick, Saw the 2000 and 3 Navi, on Sprees wit` a kit, Soon as my eyes see tha sunshine, My thoughts is jukin` the block, and dodgin` the one time, Peep how we movin` the rocks and wit` pounds of dro before I double my shit, I can serve sixteen ounces for six and get back ninety-six, A killa for tha skrilla... Nigga, Best not be stalkin`, I got`s to get them bigga, figga`s, fuck what you talkin`, I represent them nigga`s ballin` wit` jewelry full of zickels, Down to the nigga`s chasin` million, their dreams` servin` nickels, And I know, one day, I`m gon` come up, And when you see me, don`t hate, that I blowed up, Get paid whether you legit when you slang, or tippin` off `cane, Until I take a dip in the Range, I`m flippin` them thangs, Gotta get that money man... (Chorus: Anthony Hamilton) It`s a lovely day, just got paid, Stack it up, be on my way, Lovely day, lovely day, Lovely day, lovely day, It`s a lovely day, just got paid, Stack it up, be on my way, Lovely day, lovely day, Lovely day... (Twista) A hustler`s definition, is a hustler for scratch, You serve a motherfucker, you serve him for that, I`m makin` money off of verses when I spit `em on tracks, And if I ain`t sellin` no records, I`m servin` them packs, I got a, clip full of hollows, money makin`s my motto, Semi-auto and Marlboros in the bottle, `til I hit the lotto, Wit` dreams of ownin` a records label, flippin` words, My nigga flippin` buildin`s better than he was flippin` birds, I got tha, mentality and tha motive I`m on a mission, For tha money, you can get it too, it`s all about yo ambission, Play yo position, provide the plans, and follow procedures, In tha six-hundred, blunted, wit` a pocket full of hundred`s and Visa`s, Love, when I get that dust, hit `em up, re-cock then I get back up, Love, when I get that gig, get a crib, get a car when tha grip stack up, It`s still in the evenin` if I`m sleepin` paper problems, Soon as I get up it`s just another day, another dollar... Gotta get that money man... (Chorus) (Twista) Got love for the corporate playas that`s ballin` rollin` jags, Got love for the thug nigga`s who get` it on tha ave., Love for those, who can make a mil and sit back and laugh, And love for the fine stripper`s who get it poppin` ass, Love for the single parent`s that`s workin` through the struggle, Love for those who gotta make a livin` movin` muscle, Love for those who gotta watch tha hater`s rollin` bubbles, Causin` trouble every time a young brotha try to hustle, And if I can`t, legally make or not... Then I gotta get, right back on the block... And if it no work we do a stick-up and whip-up a concoction, Might leave yo face down in the dirt because hurtin`s not an option... Gotta get that money man... (Chorus 2X) (Outro: Anthony Hamilton) When I wake up in the mornin` love, And the sunlight hurts my eyes, Somethin` without warnin` love, Bears heavy on my mind...