break your heart No I will never let it break me Five miles outside of Vegas, five years down the line We got married in the desert and the sunshine
touch tickles, especially when she's gentle But i don't hear words cos i saw the instrumental Keep the girl at a distance, moves are very hazy No sunshine
When I grub, I want the whole smorgas board Gotta clean my act up and, get my thoughts straight Stop smashin' the five and appear in the court dates
, Let of a round slow (Suddle) And leave you in the puddle (So uh, breaker breaker one nine) Course, it ain't no sunshine, it ain't no sunshine, It's
s tha come up Nada nada, get the whole thing Do it big.. yeaaaaaaaaaaaa [Petey Pablo] Time is tickin', with a hole in the hourglass Startin' guns, been five
explore Baby girl, you'se a natural, you can't hide it The way you put that strap on an' let her ride it Gave her multiple orgasms witcha vibrator All five
Millions of kisses fall from the sky, Millions of tears for sunshine to dry. Millions of kisses fall from the sky, Millions of tears for sunshine to
the robe reindeer and a sleigh We don't call it five-oh, we call it one time It's my life my life my life my life, in the sunshine! One nine weighs a
laws on the topic, of they daily discussion Blood pumping and rushing, I gotta struggle to survive I be rapping but I can do with a nine to five Long
(Chorus: Evidence) Its like that, no doubt we keep it live Twenty-four, seven, three sixty-five Its swollen mebers world wide This is full contact Spit
the big bang But everywhere around the world they screaming "get thangs!" And at the same time I'm screaming out "i want mine!" It ain't nothing really new under the sunshine
, I'm bad for your health Like puttin' a pistol up to your face and blastin' yourself Five in the mornin', burglars at my do' Glock forty-five in my
a fuckin' Jamaican restaurant "Who da fuck ya tink you are mon, what ya fuckin doin? You don't know the fuck I am", load three four five clips Fuckin
I, I'm bad for your health like puttin a pistol up to your face and blastin yourself [Defari] Five in the mornin, burglars at my do' Glock forty-five
can blow up For ghetto me an' you best to be watchin' me Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto life See, I ride on them shake when I'm pimpin' them hoes Just that Sunshine
sniffin' coke off a twenty-cent Andrew Jackson City lights spark a New York night Rossi and Martini sippin', Sergio Tachinni flippin' mad pies Low price, I blow dice and throw 'em Forty-five
got the robe reindeer and a sleigh We don't call it five, oh, we call it one time It's my life my life my life my life in the sunshine One nine weighs