[Intro: Mils]
Woah, getting a little sunny in here
Might need some SPF 50
Like syrup on a pancake

[Verse 1: Mils]
Sunshine
In the summer time
Bitches on my mind
But they hard to find
Need a joint to unrewind
Yo, it's Mils
And I'm stirring up the pot
Making girls so wet that
Imma have to mop 
Drop top
Bitch I push up off the block
4 o'clock 
Working at the pizza shop
'Round the clock
Grab my Glock
Yeah, the sun's hot 
Ten thousand degrees
Smile for the camera bitch
You better say cheese 
Take a ride on Santa's sleigh
Close your eyes and fly away 
Puffing on that KK
Call me daddy but I'm not your padre
Always hungry for the pussy
Like it's an entree 
[Verse 2: Berrylicious]
Uh, it's Berrylicious
Lately we both know that I've been fucking your bitch
Ass so fat I claimed it mine
That shit is gorgeous 
Marking my property
Now I got that mortgage
I'm careful, though, I put one on
So I don't get more kids 
Fun part is we sit down after smoking fine grass
Hard to breathe
Before I leave
I'm tapping that ass
Fucking and smoking so much
I think that shit might be cash
In this game it's not the same
'Cause I be the master 
Bet you didn't know that I could hit this shit faster
Booty shakin', earth be quakin'
Natural disaster
Uh, all I really had to do was ask her
Smashing international
I might need my passport, yeah
When I take it into my bed
Choking hazard when I'm getting some head
[Verse 3: Lil Cheese]
Yeah I love the sunshine
She's looking damn fine
At the top of my mind
She doesn't need no redesign 
She's never on decline
Always looks like a gold mine
Makes me wanna recline
She tries and goes for my vine
She's always on that hotline
She'll hit you with that punchline
She's not a straight line
She's one of a kind 
Always in her state of mind
She's never unkind 
Constantly on her grind
She's a real mastermind
I wish we had some more time
Because you're a dime 
[?]
Now it's summertime
Man I wish you were my chick 
You know those crazy tricks
Damn, I like your lipstick 
You make me go lunatic
Over here, girl, I got an open seat
Right on this white meat
You don't even have to compete
We can make this discreet
Nobody's got to know
If they ask just veto 
I wanna be your Romeo
We'll be the killer combo
Yeah, yeah
[Hook: sampled]
My life, my life, my life
In the sunshine 
Everybody loves the sunshine
Everybody loves the sunshine
Everybody loves the sunshine