Sunshine Songtext
von Triple One

All I need is some sunshine in my life
All I need is some sunshine in my life (You know)

I think I lost my mind again
Still caught up with the minor things
Spilled milk on all your memories
We fuck into insanity
I sweat your scent ′cause I ate you right
In the Porsche parked outside the windy road
Where you once laid, you can remain
I'm not okay

Fixation, high-waisted
She tested me but I go down
No pay cheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me
Fixation, high-waisted
She tested me but I go down
No pay chеque, low patience
Shy mystеry, she a vixen to me


Roll around town Betty Boop, no filler
Came up from the zoo, pretty-ish, I′m a go-gorilla
Got the Mortein zoot, throw a ciggie out the window
Press my girl like she Nintendo
Flip that pussy like a reno, ayy
No cash flow, spent it all on a ki' and some alcho'
Outback Joe, sucking on creme crocodile from the get-go
Bindi on a bean, Irwin on a benzo (See?)
See you suckers are Animorphs
Turn into a snake, wrap her skin when the camera off
Off-side with my boys like, really?
Fuck your whole team, I′m a porch-side Billy, oi

I been racking my brain
She seen all of my face
I wanna settle my mistakes
I′m not okay, I'm not okay (I′m not okay)

Fixation, high-waisted
She tested me but I go down
No pay cheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me
Fixation, high-waisted
She tested me but I go down
No pay cheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me


Me get it popping
Keep it bopping on new additions on top of the
Trouble, we need a shuttle for later missions I'm all for
They said what?
Thought they packing, I bring the ruckus and if
They go off Air Max gon′ hold me down
Chill, go hard when that rhythm rip fast, so I
Whip that ass with the zig-ah-zig-ah, and it's
Ode to brothers, me being the holy father
Don′t call me papa, me Che Guevara, the mother
Hit the thighs, señorita
That soul sacrifice, she's a Chief-ah Keef-ah
Falling from the heavens, I guess that shawty's a eater
Little bit of punk and a little ballerina
Hit the thighs, señorita
1955 that Lolita (Woah)
Mr. Fire by the litre
Steady copping a flogging
Still getting box like a coffin, I′m on

I been racking my brain
She seen all of my face
I wanna settle my mistakes
I′m not okay, I'm not okay (I′m not okay)
All I need is some sunshine in my life (Oh-oh)
All I need is some sunshine in my life
(I'm not o— I′m not o— I'm not okay)

Fixation, high-waisted
She tested me but I go down (I′m not okay)
No pay cheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me (I'm not okay)
Fixation, high-waisted
She tested me but I go down (I'm not okay)
No pay cheque, low patience
Shy mystery, she a vixen to me (Oh-oh)