Sunshine - Juvenile

Whoa-ohh-oh-ohh.

come down now rude bwoy

Little Weezy Wez, try and take over as the rude bwoy now

I got a gold two thousand Jag, and customized Cadillac

(I got some shit with 17's on the front, and 20's on the back)

My mom in a mansion, and my dad in a truck

(Player my sister in a 2001 tinted and rimmed up)

I take care of my baby mommas like we still together

(When my brother get out of jail man I’ma buy him whatever)

Credit in my yellow gold in exchange for white

(Y'all saw me at the Source Awards, wasn’t that shit like tight?)

Cartier frames with wood grain on the ear

(V.S.O.P. Hennessy, so save y’all fuckin beers)

A diehard nigga, a 3rd Ward nigga

(7th Ward hardhead ready for war nigga)

A Cash Money clown, tattooed and scarred nigga

(I ain’t bitchin up for nar’one of y’all funky ass niggaz)

Princess cuts, baguettes and marquises — what that say?

(Bad motherfuckin baguettes in Chinese)

Sunshine — in the middle of the night

Sunshine — with baguettes so bright

Sunshine — every place that I be Sunshine — all of ya bwoys know me We be holdin the Cristal high so you can see

The princess cutted Presidential Roley

Sho’Lil, won’tcha scratch the Rover, with the block TV

(You lyin) Six in the headrest, all got new TV’s

Well look the other hand, holdin a blunt real high

So you can see the Wonder Woman bracelet sunshine

2000, Navigation on 19 inches

My mom in the 6 I ain’t out ya penny pincher

God Bless Wayne, when I set foot on the scene

I make you take a triple take, at the bling, the bling bling (what?)

Iced out sparklin millionaire on the flo'

Hittin these hoes with shit they never seen befo'

Now when you see my neck, you could just say ooh

That Hot Boy from Cash Money’s a fool

In our platinum Benzes with the cat eyes (eyes)

Flat screens in my crib with the flat I’s (I's)

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 niggaz

A young cat like me with Bill Clinton figures

I’ma expensive nigga, drive Bentleys nigga

(?) got it dropped on twenty inches nigga

Best type got navigation system nigga

VCR, PlayStation, televisions nigga

You know stuntin is a habit, chrome on the Navi

TV’s in that rear headrest to entertain the traffic

They call me the hot man, got the block on lock man

All my cars chopped man, all my trucks drop man

Trunk full of knock man, wrist full of rocks man

Pants full of glocks man, sunshine spot man

Now you can catch me sunshinin on the lake on Sunday

What’s happenin Fresh?

Don’t fight, Sunny Delight — it’s beautiful

Where, nigga, where you, where you be sunshinin at?

Yeah I be sunshin up in my, new Cadillac truck

Or my new 2000 Jaguar, ya know me My lil nigga Weezy went and got Baby on his right arm

and Suga Slim on his left arm, whatchu think about that Jesus?

(That's wonderful) Hahaha (that's lovely) that’s true

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.

Sunshine is a sport man.

Lil Turk sittin there spookin somebody.