Sunshine ’07

[Intro: Big Mike, Babyface, Nicki Minaj & JAY Z]
(Yeah, yeah, sunshine)
(Miss Nicki Minaj, my man Gravy)
(Dirty Money shit, let's go)
(Sunshine) Yeah
(Uh, uh, uh) Yeah

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, hold the dough (Uh-huh)
Let me get up on the float like Mardi Gras (Okay)
Every, every time I rhyme, I sun the shine (Kyuh)
Little mama, you a bird, like you done some time (Woo, woo)
Every, every time I spit, I massacre
So they better move quick, like Nascar (Alright)
Everybody want a dime, I-I'm the best
When I get up in the club, I whine the best
You don't know, you better respect me (Ayy, ayy)
I wouldn't try it if it discredits Nicki (Ayy, ayy)
I am the one like Tracy McGrady (Uh-huh)
Now little daddy let me, let me upgrade ya (Kyuh)
Come on, I make it hot, see, I'm a hot one (Uh-huh)
I keep the stack and let Max play the shotgun (Yes sir)
I'm in the good car, always with a hood star
Introducin' Mr. & Mrs. Good Bar

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj & Gravy]
Get up on my level niggas, get it up
Gettin' Dirty Money figures, throw it up
Get up on my level bitches, get it up
Drink some Dirty Money bitches, get a cup
Get up on my level niggas (Lets go), get it up
Gettin' Dirty Money figures, throw it up
Get up on my level bitches, get it up
Drink some Dirty Money bitches (Kyuh), get a cup

[Verse 2: Gravy]
It's frego daddy Gravy, of course
God Willing comin' soon, I'm the goon of New York
I shine like VVS stones in the dark
Take a seat when you hear me like Rosa Parks
Fuck the chit chat
Let's talk guns and drugs, you with that?
Tryin' to see a mil or two, fuck who I'm better than
Rollin' up on a dutch, you know I need my medicine
It's high noon and I'm the nigga that shot the sheriff
Me and Nicki's like Bonnie and Clyde, don't be embarrassed
I'm sort of like the rabbit the way I love my cabbage and carrots
I still watch for 5-0 like I'm Garret
'08 Challenger lookin' like Dukes of Hazzard
Turn it into a coupe, and now the roof's gone
Word to Nicki Minaj with daisy dukes on
See it's Max-a-millie-on, chumps, so move on
Before I act like a Autobot and transform
Too hot and I ain't Mims
I flip bricks while you little clown still buyin' rims
Who's in charge? Stop frontin' like I ain't him
I'm Saks Fifth Ave, you still shop at Fims
Superstar with the Audemar and a pair of Timbs
Who your wives screwin'? Flossin', I been doin'
Fuckers

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Get up on my level niggas, get it up
Gettin' Dirty Money figures, throw it up
Get up on my level bitches, get it up
Drink some Dirty Money bitches, get a cup (Woo, woo)
Get up on my level niggas, get it up
Gettin' Dirty Money figures, throw it up
Get up on my level bitches, get it up
Drink some Dirty Money bitches, get a cup (Woo)