| All praise the sunshine, all praise the sun
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| All praise the sunshine, all praise the sun
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| This my message to the sun
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| I love you like my mum, you’ll be literally no. |
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| When I’m highway tufflin', drivin', coastin'
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| Whylin', smokin', smilin', zonin'
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| Gettin' IV toasted like the pigs when they roasted
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| I’m white like rizlas so I burn without sun cream
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| Catch too many vases and then I’m peelin' that banana skin
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| Killin' down the harbor at the docks is what I master in
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| My flows like kimo when he gets? |
| past him
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| Head’s above water when I swim, neva garglin'
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| Like? |
| droppin' to their knees but they ain’t?
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| Half focused, screen a lie, good jump, aforbed it
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| Like farmers with the seeds when I sow em plowin' harvestin'
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| Crops that we marvellin', lackwat the song god
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| High-five and blast the wind, smoothe like plasterin'
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| When the weather’s clumsy sun all yellow poor falterin'
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| Gonna make the sun shine again so we can bask in it
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| Linkin' up to trance and do a thumb dance to harness it
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| I’m legally askin' fit inside the sun
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| Our solar system’s gifted, our stars shine bright, raise a glass up to this
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| (Hook)
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| All praise the sunshine, all praise the sun
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| All praise the sunshine, all praise the sun
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| Yes, listen, yo, I couldn’t have written this without no photosynthesis
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| A light turns to energy to chlorophyll that makes us food
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| Rainin' through the clouds, water absorbed through the roots
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| Manifestin' carbon d’s, the mark of?
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| And infuses it to oxygen so we can actually breathe
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| Plus it made the glucose so we got the flavors that are sweet
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| Swear it’s like this magic, son, I got to bust a geeeez
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| Cuz the surface hot, it’s burnin' up at 10.000 degrees
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| Sweat is drippin' off my brow, suddenly the?
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| When I ride the microphone I bring?
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| I’m a shae gaver, a part time song gazer
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| Slash run-away, cosmic entertainer
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| I’m like the sun I turn main up to the major
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| Cuz he provides the trees so I can write this on the paper
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| Got appraise to let the baby to be cradled in the manger
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| In the UK we ain’t strangers, never understate it
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| Understand we rated to this day we couldn’t even replicate it
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| Yeah, we’re walkin' in the light, the fifth dimension of a dozen day trips
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| Sun, I’m gonna take ya, it’s amazing how our dreams stay spin
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| One up to the sun that made the green that I’m suddenly blazin'(?)
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| Do this for the love, I love everything that I’ve ever created
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| (Hook)
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| All praise the sunshine, all praise the sun
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| All praise the sunshine, all praise the sun
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| Ain’t nothin' like the sunshine on yo face
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| Ain’t nothin' like the sunshine on yo face |