Under the Sun Lyrics – Hardy Caprio

Under the Sun Lyrics by Hardy Caprio

You know the vibes alike (You know)
I just need good energy (Yeah)
When the boys come out to play (What we sayin’?)
And the girls come out to say hey, darlin’, bless me, don’t stress me

They way the sun shinin’, now you look sexy (Hmm)
I’m in a new drop-top, come test this
The gang-gang, gon’ show you how we’re flexin’ (Woo)
4PLAY

The stereo’s pumpin’ (4PLAY)
Make gyalie go dumb-dumb (Mad)
Where should we go? Jump in
Whine that big ol’ bum-bum

Ride through the city with someone’s daughter
Bring me cocktail, not watеr, under the sun
Yeah, I need to bе in peace with you, baby
(Woo), every day’s a Saturday, I hurt her in the maddest way

Baby, let me tell you what I’m like (What I’m like)
Women in my resume, n#gg#s always speculate
It’s crazy they can’t tell you what I’m like (Woo, concerned)
Pretty girls in our case, guess why (Guess why)

‘Cah we’re never on the case, guess why (Guess why)
New money, new villas
I’m lyin’ if I tell you that I care, but let’s lie
You got Rémy for ma and I’m spendin’ it large

On some Fendi and Nas, but especially cars
First date’s, spin the Lambo, I’m settin’ the bar
People say they ain’t watchin’, they definitely are (Trust work)
Merc, Benz, Porsche, Rolls Royce, Range Rover (Skrrt)

She gonna think about me when the date’s over (Facts)
There’s women that we never gave closure
Just in case I wanna come ’round, game over
The stereo’s pumpin’ (Turn it up)

Make gyalie go dumb-dumb (Facts)
Where should we go? Jump in
Whine that big ol’ bum-bum
Ride through the city with someone’s daughter

Bring me cocktail, not water, under the sun
Yeah, I need to be in peace with you, baby
Yellow bike shoppin’, five-star hop in (Seats)
We already know the wiss, my B, hop in

Ask Mo, how we done it in Dubai
It was Bentley, ‘Rari, Lamborghini swappin’ (Cold season)
IG’s sayin’, “Be back soon” (Back soon)
They done a bye, now the dude can coupe (Word)

Six figures where I threw in May (Clean)
Mulla, it’s about to be a very mad tune
I’m about to treat this passport like a trap card (Facts)
Treat this brand new whip like it’s my baby (Let’s go)

Last year, I was workin’ on my character
But when the lockdown’s done, I’m goin’ crazy
Miss me, I should hope so
Postcode to airport, airport to Poco (Flyin’)

Money can’t win a girl’s heart, I still spend it anyway
Tell me somethin’ that I don’t know, Hollwyood
The stereo’s pumpin’ (What’s that?)
Make gyalie go dumb-dumb (Facts)

Where should we go? Jump in
Whine that big ol’ bum-bum (Woo)
Ride through the city with someone’s daughter
Bring me cocktail, not water, under the sun

Yeah, I need to be in peace with you, baby
Baby, baby, I need to be in peace with you, baby
With you baby, ba-baby, I need to be-I need to be
Under the sun, under the sun (Woo)
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Hardy Caprio Lyrics – Under the Sun

Hardy Caprio

Under the Sun