Twista - Sunshine - feat. Anthony Hamilton Edited lyrics

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Twista - Sunshine - feat. Anthony Hamilton Edited lyrics

When I wake up in the mornin' love And the sunlight hurts my eyes Then somethin' without warnin' love Bears heavy on my mind Let's get them dollars, let's get this money I keep my mind on my money, money on my mind I got my finger on the trigga', stayin' on the grind And when I wake up in the mornin', I gots to hit a lick Saw the two thousand and three Navi, on Sprees wit' a kit Soon as my eyes see the 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 sh** I can serve sixteen ounces for six and get back ninety-six A k**a' for the skrilla', n***a', best not be stalkin' I gots to get them bigga', figga's, f** what you talkin' I represent them n***a's ballin' wit' j**elry full of zickels Down to the n***a'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 rolled 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 It's a lovely day, just got paid Stack it up, be on my way It's 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 A hustler's definition, is a hustler for scratch You serve a motherf**er, 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 Marlboro's in the bottle, 'til I hit the lotto Wit' dreams of ownin' a records label, flippin' words My n***a' flippin' buildin's better than he was flippin' birds I got the, mentality and the motive I'm on a mission For the money, you can get it too, it's all about yo' ambition Play yo' position, provide the plans, and follow procedures In the six-hundred, blunted, wit' a pocket full of hundred's and Visa's Love, when I get that dust, hit 'em up, re-co*k then I get back up Love, when I get that gig, get a crib, get a car when the 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 It's a lovely day, just got paid Stack it up, be on my way 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 Got love for the corporate playa's that's ballin' rollin' jags Got love for the thug n***a's who get it on the 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' a** Love for the single parents that's workin' through the struggle Love for those who gotta make a livin' movin' muscle Love for those who gotta watch the 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 It's a lovely day, just got paid Stack it up, be on my way 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 When I wake up in the mornin' love And the sunlight hurts my eyes Somethin' without warnin' love Bears heavy on my mind

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