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...
