"when i wake in the morning love..
and the sunlight hurts my eyes..
and something without warning love..
bears heavy on my mind.."
[twista]
let's get them dollars, let's get this money
y-yeah, keep my mind on my..
i keep my mind on my money, money on my mind
i got my finger on the trigger, stayin on the grind
now when i wake up in the mornin i gots to hit a lick
saw the 2003 navi' on spre's with a kick
soon as my eyes see the sunshine
my thoughts is jukin the block and dodgin it one time
peep how we movin them rocks and the pounds of dro 'fore i double my shit
i can serve 16 ounces plus 6 and get back 96
a killer for the scrilla, nigga, best not be stoppin
i gots to get them bigger, figures, fuck what you talkin
i represent the niggaz ballin with jewelry full of 'cicles
down to the niggaz chasin million, that dream servin nickels
and i know - one day, i'm gon', come up
and when you see me don't hate, that i, roll up
get paid whether you legit when you slang, or tippin off 'caine
until i take a dip in the range i'm flippin them thangs
gotta get some money mayn
[chorus: anthony hamilton]
it's a lovely day, just got paid
stack it up, be on my way
a lovely day, lovely day, lovely dayyyy
it's a lovely day, just got paid
stack it up, be on my way
a lovely day, lovely day, lovely dayyyy
[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 when i ain't sellin no records, i'm servin 'em packs
i got a - clip full of hollows, money-makin's my motto
semi-auto when my blow's in a bottle 'til i hit the lotto
with dreams of ownin a record label flippin words
my nigga flippin buildings 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
and a six hundred blunted with a pocket full of hundreds and visas
love when i get that dust, hit 'em up, re-cop then i get back up
love when i get that gig, get a crib, get a car when the grips stack up
and still in the evenin if i'm sleepin paper products
soon as i get up, it's just another day another dollar
gotta get that money mayn
[chorus]
[twista]
got love for the corporate playas that's ballin rollin jags
got love for the thug niggaz who get it on the ave
love for those who can make a mil' and sit back and laugh
and love for the fine strippers who get it poppin ass
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 haters rollin bubbles
causin trouble every time a young brother try to hustle
and if i can't legally make a knot
then i gotta get right back on the block
and if it ain't no work we do a stick-up and whip up a concoction
i leave you face down in the dirt because hurtin's not an option
gotta get that money mayn
[chorus]
[anthony hamilton]
when i wake in the morning love, ohh-ohh-ohh..
and the sunlight hurts my eyes, ohh-ohh ohhh..
and something without warning love, ohh-ohh-ohh..
bears heavy on my mind..
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i sold my soul for a one night stand
i followed alice into wonder land
i ate the mushroom and i dance with the queen
yeah we dancing in between all the lines
i followed daylight right into the dark
took to the hatter like a walk in the park
but then i met her yeah she felt so right
no shadow the night yeah it was she
they call her sunshine
the kind that everybody knows
yeah yeah
they call her sunshine
she's finer than a painted rose
yeah yeah
sunshine
yeah
her kind of love is what i adore
what kind of trouble am i in for
my kind of heaven lies in hells back door
and i got more than i need
cause i need sunshine
the kind that everybody knows
yeah yeah
my sunshine she's finer than a painted rose
yeah yeah sunshine yeah
i got the karma but it don't come free
i chased that rabbit up her bodi tree
that caterpillar's tryin to cop a plea
but the smoke ain't got nothing on me
i got to have my sunshine
the kind that everybody knows
yeah yeah
sunshine
finer than a painted rose
sunshine the kind that everybody knows
my sunshine she's finer than a painted rose
sunshine
sunshine yeah yeah
I hold you in my hands
A little animal
And only some dumb idiot
Would let you go
But if I'm one thing
Then that's the one thing
I should know
Can anybody find their home
Out of everyone
Can anybody find their home
I hold you in cupped hands
And shield you from a storm
Where only some dumb idiot
Would let you go
But if I'm one thing
Then that's the one thing
I should know
Can anybody find their home
Out of everyone
Can anybody find their home
Lost in the sun
Can anybody find their home
Come on, come on, come on
Can anybody find their home
Oh oh-oh-oh-oh
Can anybody find their home
Out of everyone
Can anybody find their home
Lost in the sun
Can anybody find their home
Come on, come on, come on
Can anybody find their home
