| Lyrics: | JUVENILE:
Whoa-ohh-oh-ohh.. Come down ah real b-w-oy..
Little Weezy Wee.. Try and take
over all real bwoy now..
JUVENILE: I got a gold 2000 Jag, a customized
Cadillac...
MANNIE: I got some shit with 17's on the front, and 20's on the back...
J: My
mom in a mansion, and my dad in a truck, playa...
M: My sister had a 2001 tinted and rimmed
up...
J: I take care of my baby mama's like we still together...
M: When my brother get
out of jail, man, I'ma buy him whatever...
J: Traded in my yellow gold in exchange for
white...
M: Y'all saw me at the Source Awards, wasn't that shit like tight?
J: Cartier
frames with wood grain on the ear...
M: V.S.O.P. Hennessy, so save y'all fuckin'
beers..
J: A die-hard nigga, a 3rd Ward nigga...
M: 7th Ward hardhead, ready for war,
nigga...
J: A Cash Money clown, tattooed and scarred nigga...
M: I ain't bitchin up for
nar' one of y'all funky ass niggas..
J: Princess cuts, baguettes and marquises.. What that
say?
M: "Bad Motherfucka" in baguettes in Chinese.
CHORUS (2x)
MANNIE:
Sunshineeeee....
BABY: In the middle of the night!
MANNIE: Sunshineeeee....
JUVENILE:
Baguettes so bright!
MANNIE: Sunshineeeee....
BABY: Every place that I be!
MANNIE:
Sunshineeeee....
JUVENILE: All of you boys know-a me!
BG: Holdin' up the Cristal
high so you can see,
The princess-cutted Presidential Roley..
B: Fa sho, Lil' One, Stretch
the Rover, with the block TV,
(You lyin) Six in the headrest, all got new TV's..
BG: Well
look, the other hand, holdin' a blunt real high,
So you can see the Wonder Woman bracelet
sunshine..
B: 2000, Navigation on 19 inches,
My mamma deceased, I ain't out chea penny
pinchin...
BG: When I set foot on the scene,
I make you take a triple take, at the bling,
the bling bling.. (Wha?)
B: Iced out, sparklin' millionaire on the flo'
Hittin these ho's
with shit they never seen befo'
BG: Now when you see my neck, you could just say
"Oooh!
That Hot Boy from Cash Money's a fool!"
B: Platinum Benz's with the cat eyes..
(Eyes)..
Flat screens in my crib, with the flat I's.. (I's)..
CHORUS
(2x)
LIL' WAYNE:
Hold up - there go Wayne, everybody be quiet,
Oh my God! He's
drivin from the passenger's side.
Million dollar conversation when I talk I'm
shinin.
Nigga, I.. puh, puh - spit out diamonds.
I change the grill on my truck so I don't
blend with niggas.
A young cat like me with Bill Clinton figures..
I'ma expensive nigga,
drive Bentleys nigga..
Me and Jank got a drop on twenty inches nigga..
That's tight, got
navigation system nigga..
VCR, PlayStation, televisions nigga..
You know stuntin' is a
habit, chrome on a Navi,
TV's in every headrest to entertain the traffic..
They call me
the hot man, got the block on lock man,
All my cars chop man, all my trucks drop
man,
Trunk full of knock man, wrist full of rocks man,
Pants full of glocks man, sunshine
spot man...
CHORUS (2x)
BABY: Now you can catch me sunshinin' on the lake on
Sunday,
What's happenin' Fresh?
MANNIE: Don't fight, Sunny Delight - it's
beautiful..
BABY: Where, nigga, where you, where you be sunshinin at?
JUVENILE: Yeah, I be
sunshin' up in my, new Cadillac truck..
Or my new 2000 Jaguar, you know-a me..
BABY: My
lil' nigga Weezy went and got Baby on his right arm,
and Suga Slim on his left arm, whatchu
think about that G'ezy?
MANNIE: That's wonderful... That's lovely... Truely
lovely...
Wonderful and.... L-Ah-ooovellly!
BABY: What, we gon' let, lovely take it out
with his
R&B album bout to come out, he don't give a fuck about a bitch..
MANNIE: Yeaah!
Sunshine is a sport man..
BABY: Lil Turk sittin there spook as a muthafucka...
Hahaha..
***LAUGHING TILL FADE |
