Sunshine ’07 lyrics

by

Kanye West


[Intro: Big Mike, Babyface, Nicki Minaj & JAY Z]
(Yeah, yeah, sunshine)
(Miss Nicki Minaj, my man Gravy)
(Dirty Money sh*t, let's go)
(Sunshine) Yeah
(Uh, uh, uh) Yeah

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, hold the dough (Uh-huh)
Let me get up on the float like Mardi Gras (Okay)
Every, every time I rhyme, I sun the shine (Kyuh)
Little mama, you a bird, like you done some time (Woo, woo)
Every, every time I spit, I massacre
So they better move quick, like Nascar (Alright)
Everybody want a dime, I-I'm the best
When I get up in the club, I whine the best
You don't know, you better respect me (Ayy, ayy)
I wouldn't try it if it discredits Nicki (Ayy, ayy)
I am the one like Tracy McGrady (Uh-huh)
Now little daddy let me, let me upgrade ya (Kyuh)
Come on, I make it hot, see, I'm a hot one (Uh-huh)
I keep the stack and let Max play the shotgun (Yes sir)
I'm in the good car, always with a hood star
Introducin' Mr. & Mrs. Good Bar

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj & Gravy]
Get up on my level n*ggas, get it up
Gettin' Dirty Money figures, throw it up
Get up on my level b*tches, get it up
Drink some Dirty Money b*tches, get a cup
Get up on my level n*ggas (Lets go), get it up
Gettin' Dirty Money figures, throw it up
Get up on my level b*tches, get it up
Drink some Dirty Money b*tches (Kyuh), get a cup
[Verse 2: Gravy]
It's frego daddy Gravy, of course
God Willing comin' soon, I'm the goon of New York
I shine like VVS stones in the dark
Take a seat when you hear me like Rosa Parks
f*ck the chit chat
Let's talk guns and drugs, you with that?
Tryin' to see a mil or two, f*ck who I'm better than
Rollin' up on a dutch, you know I need my medicine
It's high noon and I'm the n*gga that shot the sheriff
Me and Nicki's like Bonnie and Clyde, don't be embarrassed
I'm sort of like the rabbit the way I love my cabbage and carrots
I still watch for 5-0 like I'm Garret
'08 Challenger lookin' like Dukes of Hazzard
Turn it into a coupe, and now the roof's gone
Word to Nicki Minaj with daisy dukes on
See it's Max-a-millie-on, chumps, so move on
Before I act like a Autobot and transform
Too hot and I ain't Mims
I flip bricks while you little clown still buyin' rims
Who's in charge? Stop frontin' like I ain't him
I'm Saks Fifth Ave, you still shop at Fims
Superstar with the Audemar and a pair of Timbs
Who your wives screwin'? Flossin', I been doin'
f*ckers
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Get up on my level n*ggas, get it up
Gettin' Dirty Money figures, throw it up
Get up on my level b*tches, get it up
Drink some Dirty Money b*tches, get a cup (Woo, woo)
Get up on my level n*ggas, get it up
Gettin' Dirty Money figures, throw it up
Get up on my level b*tches, get it up
Drink some Dirty Money b*tches, get a cup (Woo)
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