Birdman, Ceto - Suns do shine lyrics
[Birdman, Ceto - Suns do shine lyrics]
I’m from where suns do shine
You know the guns do bust
We make the pussy nigga play
And yet we stay on the ground, nigga
We’re getting it up
Nigga, we’re getting it up
I’m from where suns do shine
You know the guns do bust
We make the pussy nigga play
And yet we stay on the ground, nigga
We’re getting it up
Nigga, we’re getting it up
Nigga, money talk bulshit walk
We all know that
Choke a nigga, leave him and choke
We all do that it’s headlights and big time
Fucking with my shine, nigga
You gonna be headlights of headlines
Trying to get my money right
Niggers better get it right
Fucking with my liter, get some headlights
Rolling with this money and the power
Hustling for the liquor
Hundred Gs for an hour
Posing on the block, nigga
Trolling every dollar
Flussing on them hoes with this
Money and the power
Fuck what you ever heard, nigga
I’ve been moving birds
Grinding up to your home and
Saw it on every curve
Off to another bitch, know I’m on other shit
Represent mine born hood, bitch
Ride till I die in this hood, bitch
Get money and stay high till I die, bitch
I’m from where suns do shine
You know the guns do bust
We make the pussy nigga play
And yet we stay on the ground, nigga
We’re getting it up
Nigga, we’re getting it up
I’m from where suns do shine
You know the guns do bust
We make the pussy nigga play
And yet we stay on the ground, nigga
We’re getting it up
Nigga, we’re getting it up
And the niggers know I got it
From the three to the nine
And you can drop it in a pot
And you won’t lose a dime
Hard hustling, I’m over it, I sit
Back and got some cold shots, nigga
I’m on some take over shit
And you can call it what you want
But when my niggers come home
I’m thorn apart like when Frank came home
Got a ticket to your twenty
You don’t fuck with this shit
They ride all day behind
This click right chip
Fuck how you feel, I'mma get it regardless
Niggers never gave us nothing New Orleans
We had to get it how we live round here
Nigga die down
You suck in line round here, weak
They gave us a vibe right here
Now you’re wondering why we’re stressing
City’s in a state of depression
So don’t ask me no questions about
Me and none of mine
I got a question for you, dick suckers
Why you bitches ain’t billionaire?
I’m from where suns do shine
You know the guns do bust
We make the pussy nigga play
And yet we stay on the ground, nigga
We’re getting it up
Nigga, we’re getting it up
You know the guns do bust
We make the pussy nigga play
And yet we stay on the ground, nigga
We’re getting it up
Nigga, we’re getting it up
I’m from where suns do shine
You know the guns do bust
We make the pussy nigga play
And yet we stay on the ground, nigga
We’re getting it up
Nigga, we’re getting it up
Nigga, money talk bulshit walk
We all know that
Choke a nigga, leave him and choke
We all do that it’s headlights and big time
Fucking with my shine, nigga
You gonna be headlights of headlines
Trying to get my money right
Niggers better get it right
Fucking with my liter, get some headlights
Rolling with this money and the power
Hustling for the liquor
Hundred Gs for an hour
Posing on the block, nigga
Trolling every dollar
Flussing on them hoes with this
Money and the power
Fuck what you ever heard, nigga
I’ve been moving birds
Grinding up to your home and
Saw it on every curve
Off to another bitch, know I’m on other shit
Represent mine born hood, bitch
Ride till I die in this hood, bitch
Get money and stay high till I die, bitch
I’m from where suns do shine
You know the guns do bust
We make the pussy nigga play
And yet we stay on the ground, nigga
We’re getting it up
Nigga, we’re getting it up
I’m from where suns do shine
You know the guns do bust
We make the pussy nigga play
And yet we stay on the ground, nigga
We’re getting it up
Nigga, we’re getting it up
And the niggers know I got it
From the three to the nine
And you can drop it in a pot
And you won’t lose a dime
Hard hustling, I’m over it, I sit
Back and got some cold shots, nigga
I’m on some take over shit
And you can call it what you want
But when my niggers come home
I’m thorn apart like when Frank came home
Got a ticket to your twenty
You don’t fuck with this shit
They ride all day behind
This click right chip
Fuck how you feel, I'mma get it regardless
Niggers never gave us nothing New Orleans
We had to get it how we live round here
Nigga die down
You suck in line round here, weak
They gave us a vibe right here
Now you’re wondering why we’re stressing
City’s in a state of depression
So don’t ask me no questions about
Me and none of mine
I got a question for you, dick suckers
Why you bitches ain’t billionaire?
I’m from where suns do shine
You know the guns do bust
We make the pussy nigga play
And yet we stay on the ground, nigga
We’re getting it up
Nigga, we’re getting it up