| Good morning sunshine
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| I love to reach you when we wake up
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| Starin' at you, no makeup
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| You make me wanna cook breakfast for you (Uh, yeah)
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| I go through a whole checklist, to do (Uh, yeah)
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| Quantifed by no metrics, yeah, it’s true
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| I was taught, men, they really supposed to have no feelings
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| But Lil' Wayne said I shouldn’t have no ceilings
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| I was raised on rap music
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| I’ma need some healing, you appear to have the magic touch
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| We together, time don’t matter much
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| Punch up the data man, it’s rather tough to stand strong if you ain’t man enough
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| I’m just out here being happy, baby, why they mad at us?
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| Work ethic and a hard drive, now back it up, wait, back it up
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| Effectively ended my status as a bachelor
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| No more nights gettin' my drink on, just wanna get my think on
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| Light the incense, put some Tank on (Blackness)
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| I can’t lie, love is a gamble but my heart is a shore that you can bank on
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| Break it down
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| Imagination’s not the same as truth
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Be careful what your mind could lead into
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| People everywhere still so few
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Good morning sunshine, here’s a song for you
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| Ayo, good morning sunshine
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| Let’s do it for the one time
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| I been running after you like we was at the combine
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| Now I got you, life is greater since we combined
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| A new freedom that exists within the confines
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| I’ma boss, now tell them 'bout the gun line
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| I ain’t leavin' yet, this ain’t no featurette
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| It’s a whole ass director’s cut with extended run times
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| No need to be tearful, music of my mind, girl
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| You’re a concerto that I adhere to
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| In first class, eatin' Biscoff, bumpin' Airto
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| Lend me an ear, you ain’t gotta be fearful
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| Yeah, good morning sunshine (Sunshine)
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| Let me chase you round the room, be on some love shit
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| Find a way like Phife and 'Tip
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| What we have here is kinship
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| Ali, Dilla, none realer
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| My exclusive drug dealer, I’m addicted to her
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| She my down ass offensive slur
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| In expensive furs, Louis Vuitton, that’s picture perfect
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| You are created in God’s image, you a Queen
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| You deserve a bigger ring
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| One or two offspring, picket fence, private wing
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| Ready to live a dream, whatever that really means
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| I’m just shining the light on my personal sunbeam
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| Break it down
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| Imagination’s not the same as truth
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Be careful what your mind could lead into
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| People everywhere still so few
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Good morning sunshine, here’s a song for you
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| Sing it again yeah, back it up
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| Imagination’s not the same as truth
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Be careful what your mind could lead into
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| People everywhere still so few
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Good morning sunshine, here’s a song for you
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| (For you, for you, for you, for you, for you, for you) |