
Praise The Sun Fliptrix (Ft. Rag'n'Bone Man)
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[Intro: Rag'n'Bone Man]
All praise the sunshine
All praise the sun
[Verse 1: Fliptrix]
This my message to the sun
I love you like my Mum
You be literally number one
When I'm highway travelling
Driving, coasting, wyling, smoking, smiling, zoning
Getting lightly toasted
Like the pigs when they're roasted
I'm white like Rizzla
So I burn without suncream
Catch too many rays and
Then I'm peeling that Banana skins
Chilling down the harbour at the docks
It's hot I'm mastering my flows like Chemo
When he gets the separates passed to him
Head's above water when I swim
Never gargling like gallies dropping to their knees
But they ain't carpeting
High Focus bring the light
Good job I fathered it
Like farmers with the seeds
When they're sowing, growing, harvesting
Crops that we marvel in
Like Ra the sun God
High five and blast to him
Smooth like plastering
When the weather's glum son
I'm yellow dwarf bartering
Trying to make the sun shine again
So we can bask in it
Linking up with tribes
I do a sun dance to harness it
A million earths could fit
Inside the sun our solar systems gift
Our star shines bright, raise a glass up to this
All praise the sunshine
All praise the sun
[Verse 1: Fliptrix]
This my message to the sun
I love you like my Mum
You be literally number one
When I'm highway travelling
Driving, coasting, wyling, smoking, smiling, zoning
Getting lightly toasted
Like the pigs when they're roasted
I'm white like Rizzla
So I burn without suncream
Catch too many rays and
Then I'm peeling that Banana skins
Chilling down the harbour at the docks
It's hot I'm mastering my flows like Chemo
When he gets the separates passed to him
Head's above water when I swim
Never gargling like gallies dropping to their knees
But they ain't carpeting
High Focus bring the light
Good job I fathered it
Like farmers with the seeds
When they're sowing, growing, harvesting
Crops that we marvel in
Like Ra the sun God
High five and blast to him
Smooth like plastering
When the weather's glum son
I'm yellow dwarf bartering
Trying to make the sun shine again
So we can bask in it
Linking up with tribes
I do a sun dance to harness it
A million earths could fit
Inside the sun our solar systems gift
Our star shines bright, raise a glass up to this
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