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Ouça You Can't Stop The Bum Rush de LEN.
ALBUMYou Can't Stop The Bum RushLEN
Ouça Hits dos anos 90: essenciais com LEN.
PLAYLISTHits dos anos 90: essenciaisApple Music: anos 90
Ouça Tô feliz com LEN.
PLAYLISTTô felizApple Music: para sentir-se bem
Ouça Hits de verão: anos 90 com LEN.
PLAYLISTHits de verão: anos 90Apple Music
Ouça Nostalgia: pop dos anos 2000 com LEN.
PLAYLISTNostalgia: pop dos anos 2000Apple Music: pop
Ouça Férias na praia com LEN.
PLAYLISTFérias na praiaApple Music: férias
Ouça Músicas de verão: essenciais com LEN.
PLAYLISTMúsicas de verão: essenciaisApple Music: pop
Ouça Pop: hits de 1999 com LEN.
PLAYLISTPop: hits de 1999Apple Music: pop
Ouça Dia de sol com LEN.
PLAYLISTDia de solApple Music: para sentir-se bem
Ouça Cantar: sons do verão com LEN.
PLAYLISTCantar: sons do verãoApple Music: sons do verão
Ouça Alternativo: hits de 1999 com LEN.
PLAYLISTAlternativo: hits de 1999Apple Music: alternativo

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LEN
LEN
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marc Costanzo
Marc Costanzo
Songwriter
Gregg Diamond
Gregg Diamond
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mumble C
Mumble C
Producer
Tom Banghart
Tom Banghart
Assistant Engineer
John King
John King
Mixing Engineer
Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw
Mixing Engineer

Letra

I was lying on the grass On Sunday morning of last week Indulging in my self-defeat My mind was thugged all laced and bugged All twisted, wrong, and beat A comfortable three feet deep Now the fuzzy stare from not being there On a confusing morning week Impaired my tribal lunar speak And of course, you can't become If you only say what you would have done So I missed a million miles of fun I know it's up for me (if you steal my sunshine) Making sure I'm not in too deep (if you steal my sunshine) Keeping versed and on my feet (if you steal my sunshine) I was flying on the bench slide In the park across the street L-A-T-E-R that week My sticky paws were into making straws Out of big fat Slurpee treats An incredible eight foot heap Now the funny glare to pay a gleaming tare In a staring under heat Involved an under usual feat And I'm not only among But I invite who I want to come So I missed a million miles of fun I know it's up for me (if you steal my sunshine) Making sure I'm not in too deep (if you steal my sunshine) Keeping versed and on my feet (if you steal my sunshine) I know its done for me (if you steal my sunshine) Not something hard to see (if you steal my sunshine) Keeping dumb and built to beat (if you steal my sunshine) My sunshine (if you steal my sunshine) My sunshine (if you steal my sunshine) My sunshine (if you steal my sunshine) My sunshine (if you steal my sunshine) My sunshine (if you steal my sunshine) My sunshine (if you steal my sunshine) My sunshine (if you steal my sunshine) My sunshine (if you steal my sunshine)
Writer(s): Marc Francis Costanzo, Gregg Diamond Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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