Young Dolph – Sunshine Lyrics | Video

Lyrics Sunshine – Young Dolph

Man, them kids loud as hell downstairs
This s**t crazy as hell, what’s goin’ on on the news
Ayy, bae, pass me that phone
Tray Tray, y’all quit jumpin’ on that couch, bruh

Hello
What’s up, Dolph
What you been doin’

S**t, listenin’ to the president
Talkin’ ’bout the Chinese flu and
Just like everybody else, n**ga
I been quarantining
With my Biscotti, Lemon Tree
And Promethazine and

I know my garbage man sick of seeing empty pint bottles
FaceTime every day with my sister, auntie, and mama
F**k it, make a Corona baby with baby mama
Last night I was up four in the morning oilin’ my choppers
I needed some time off anyway, so it ain’t no problem
Independent, so I’ma eat anyway, regardless

Tray Tray happy as f**k ’cause daddy been home every day
Ari happy as f**k ’cause daddy home, she gettin’ her way
Called my n**ga and told him, Man
I’ma finna spend six million on stocks
He said, When Hell yeah, n**ga, me too
‘Cause that’s how we rock
My president is Trump and my Lambo’ blue
This three hundred-fifty thousand dollar Sonic is too

I’m enjoying this time right now
So I don’t give a f**k
I heard Trump ’bout to take us to war
So I went and bought two army trucks
God, please watch over the nurses
And doctors on the frontlines
I can’t wait ’til the clouds gone and we get sunshine

Real life s**t, n**ga, f**k a punchline
‘Bout my guala twenty-four seven, not sometimes
That’s why I never signed a deal, n**ga, not one time
Ayy, Squeeky, stop all the instruments and keep the drum line
Busy workin’ all my life, gaνe the family no time
I apologize to the whole family just for bein’ selfish
But the whole time, I was focused on makin’ the family wealthy
It wasn’t s**t you could tell me

Guala, guala, guala
Stack that paper, invest in yourself for times like this
Straight up out the mud and now I shine like this
All the real n**gas, they gon’ Toosie Slide to this

I’m enjoying this time right now
So I don’t give a f**k
I heard Trump ’bout to take us to war
So I went and bought two army trucks
God, please watch over the nurses
And doctors on the frontlines
I can’t wait ’til the clouds gone and we get sunshine
Sunshine

My president is Trump and my Lambo’ blue
This three hundred-fifty thousand dollar Sonic is too…

➤ Written by Young Dolph
Produced by DJ Squeeky
Young Dolph | 2020

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