Big Tymers Feat Gotti Mikkey Tq Sunny Day Lyrics

Sunny Day Lyrics

Big Tymers feat. Gotti, Mikkey, TQ

 

 Sunny Day

 You betta cover yo face, or you'll be blind

 Oh big shiny blades, that's how I ride

 Just like a sunny day, watch me shine

 

 [Baby]

 Hey, eh, uhn-uhn-ah, uhn-uhn-ah hold on, ro, huh

 You see them chrome on dem whodi?

 Oooh-wee, bad mother fucker, chrome pipes, and chromed out mufflers

 Paint my cars, and dip these rods

 Re-do the inside, cuz stunna gon' ball

 Shine my teets, when I hit these streets

 Call hot boy Elvin, to slide me a piece

 Slipped it girl, fed her some gas

 I buh-a burn, I buh-a, buh-a burn ya ass

 Brawlers, bars, and marble's garage

 Minks on the floor, with them platinum toys

 Its 500 degrees, its hot as fuck (uh uh-a, uh uh-a)

 Believe me boy, my shit diced up

 I stay one way, I play every day

 Its February 15th, stunna, hows the day?

 

 [Mannie Fresh]

 Now if you believe, like I believe

 We can get to the mountain top

 We can achieve what Martin was talkin bout

 Whats all the barkin bout?

 I'm a man playa, on my two feet, thats how I'm walking out

 Alot of these chumps niggas say I just bling too much

 But alot of yall ain't doing nothing, y'all just dream too much

 And all of y'all niggas ain't coming up to nuttin but a big ole zero

 And in case you didn't know nigga, I'm the hood hero

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Gotti]

 Its like a sunny day, plus I'm getting money today

 With no funny play, cuz I got the gun at my waist

 And like stunna say, feeling like a hunter today

 Million, mommy fine, but she got bumps in her face

 But it ain't nothing but a G thang baby

 So I'ma hit it in the back of my Mercedes

 We on dubs, its all love, this shit crazy

 And Cash Money is the label that made me

 

 [Mikkey - overlapping last verse]

 Mikkey take em church, its on you what you take from this verse

 We like a cedar, we just straight from the dirt

 So its in us, we stuck, like its in us to

 cock..that..thang..back..and dump

 Please, you don't want it wit us

 Now they say money makes the world go round

 But for the right price,

 Stunna said yo girl done with the opposite of up

 More than music this is rap hustlin

 This is money mackin and publishin

 Death before struggling, thats shine daddy

 

 [Chorus]