Текст песни Sunshine - AKA feat. J'Something & Sarkodie

Sunshower, just a sign of the power
Of loving you, oh baby
Sunshower, got me by the hour
Wanting you, oh baby

And the beat goes on
They don't really make it like this no more
Skhot' so hard, bosso ke mang
Everything good but I ain't D'Banj
Work so hard everyday we span
Party don't stop 'til I say we done
Headshots and I'm toast
Silver and gold

Then you zone out, thinking how these situations unfold
He probably throwing his dick around and I'm waiting up for his call
Yeah this whole club so turned up nobody tryna to go home
Black cards, rap stars, these hoes trying to get choked
I stay on my grind, you stay on my mind, spend my time

Wanting you, oh baby

'Cause you are my sunshine
All I need is my sunshine
To come and warm up this lonely night oh
My sunshine, you are
That's right 'cause after it all yeah, into your arms I'm gonna crawl, yeah baby
After it all yeah, into your arms I'm gonna crawl

My niggas got they cash right
We been in a dungeon
I'm talking bout that camp life
Yeah that's that strength in numbers

So one time for the spouses that Instagram they outfits
Party at the Sands but the swag from the township
My bitches bad, I usually tap no strings attached
You take my hand we fall in love I just hope you can catch
I take you on vacation, smoke Jamaican while you tan
Even your friends hate it, they look at you with contempt
Baby just dry your eyes, they can try all they like, but I'ma spend all my life

Wanting you, oh baby

'Cause you are my sunshine
All I need is my sunshine
To come and warm up this lonely night oh
My sunshine, you are
That's right 'cause after it all yeah, into your arms I'm gonna crawl, yeah baby
After it all yeah, into your arms I'm gonna crawl

Boys, you never pull up in the Ranger, pull up in the Porsche
But me niggas don't pull up in anything at the walk
I hear my hoes, I hear my thoughts
Try me tequila, my fans say it's not them I'ma judge
Who in town want me hot drugs?
Baby you taking over my thoughts
Me stress on my girls, me soul get you to me shocks

Kudu niggas with me when I'm in the set taking pugs
Chillin' in the club, I don't wanna see my boo
So we tip a chem and I be here my two
Bacardi niggas when I just wanna party with you
Fresh old day, chem is suck me a new
And this what they gonna mic, they press like I'm a maga bag
'Cause tonight, with tonight, you're not running me cashier tights
For me hoona me changing me diet
Four painkillers, for the hangover
Wanna see your face in the morning, so come over

Wanting you, oh baby

After it all, yeah, into your arms I'm gonna crawl, yeah baby
After it all, yeah, into your arms I'm gonna crawl, oh, yeah, yeah