Luyện nghe bài hát Rootsie & Boompsie

You are my my only sunshine

The dance has to ram, the dance hall has to ram
It has to ram in a style and
The nation has to jam, the has to jam
We jam in a style and pattern
Because is I, Papa Winnie, on the microphone
The people doesn't know where I really from
Me tall, me no short, me slim, me not fat
And I rap, me say

You are my sunshine my only
You make me happy, when skies are
You never know, Dear, how I love you
So please don't my sunshine away

You are the woman, and I am the man
And everything we do, jah we do it real strong
We are just up the dance hall, is a style and fashion
Me and my girl, her is Liana
The talk of the town, is that we have two babies,
One of them fat and one of then
We call Rootsie, Rootsie,
Rootsie and Rootsie, Rootsie, Rootsie, and Boops

You are my sunshine my only
You make me happy, when are gray
You know, Dear, how much I love you
So please don't take my sunshine

in the land, sufferation in the land
Killing all my nation, Lord I can't
Famine in the land, tribulation strong
always have a plan to fool we Africans
Creating war in the
War in the
War in the
And in the South
If were a thing that money can buy
The rich man would live, and the man would die

You are my my only sunshine
You me happy, when skies are gray
You never know, Dear, how I love you
So please don't my sunshine away

You are my my only sunshine
You make me happy, when are gray
You never know, Dear, how I love you
So please take my sunshine away

So please don't take my away

So please don't take my away

So please don't take my sunshine