Tyga, Jhené Aiko, Pop Smoke – Sunshine

Lyrics Sunshine – Tyga, Jhené Aiko, Pop Smoke

Sunshine, I could call you my baby boy
You could call me your baby girl
Hit me up, we can spend time
Lately, you’ve been on my mind

I know you wanna chill with a player
But all you gotta do is keep it real with a player

Just answer your phone whenever I call
Calm me down, pick me up whenever I fall
I like ’em short and tall, slim and thick
I like ’em cute and sweet, ghetto and fit
Hop your a*s in that Benz ’cause you like my style
You know me, I’d do anything to make you smile
I need a lady in the streets, sneaky link
Gotta watch how you move, what you get is what you see
Out of sight, out of mind, but I still adore you
Just hit me on the FaceTime, I never ignore you
You know pain is love, but my love is loyal
I know you heard stories, but that was before you
Can I CC and Christian Dior you
You ain’t worried about girls ’cause you know this all you

Sunshine, I could call you my baby boy
You could call me your baby girl
Maybe we could link tonight
I could be your sunshine
I could call you my baby boy
You could call me your baby girl
Hit me up, we can spend time
Lately, you’ve been on my mind

I know you wanna chill with a player
But all you gotta do is keep it real with a player
Keep it real and maybe we can spend some time

Look, I need that real love, talkin’ Bobby, Whitney
And I keep it with me
I don’t got no girl, I’m picky
‘Cause I gotta know you with me
‘Cause s**t could get sticky, that’s why I keep a glizzy
Ridin’ ’round through my city, just in case I see a Dizzy
That b**ch my everything, dripped in Alexander Wang
She come from a broken home, now she got the finer things
Small peanut butter ring, eleven karats on the ring
I spoil my b**ch, who said, Love don’t cost a thing
I saw you in front of the Louis store
With your Louis fur, coolin’ with your girls
Honey blonde hair, thick thighs, nice hazel eyes
Bag got Italian stitches, you know how to pick it
So I hopped out the coupe, and I hopped in pursuit
Like, it’s big Papi Locsta, Mr. Spin-In-Rovers
Look up, my face is on a poster
You don’t got no ring, that’s a sign, baby, swing your nine

Sunshine, I could call you my baby boy
You could call me your baby girl
Maybe we could link tonight
I could be your sunshine
I could call you my baby boy
You could call me your baby girl
Hit me up, we can spend some time
Lately, you’ve been on my mind
Lately, I’m just so tired and lately, you’ve been on my mind

I know you wanna chill with a player
But all you gotta do is keep it real with a player
Keep it real and maybe we can spend some time

I could be your sunshine
Let me light the way, I could be a brighter day
And you’ll be my sunshine…

Written by Tyga, Jhené Aiko, Pop Smoke, DJ Swish, Mike Crook, Peyote, Lourdiz, Lil Flip, Lea Quezada & The Synphony
Produced by DJ Swish, Mike Crook & Peyote
Tyga | Jhené Aiko | Pop Smoke | 2022

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