The dance hall has to ram,
the dance hall has to ram
It has to ram in a style and cion
The nation has to jam,
the nation has to jam
We gonna jam in a style and pattern
Because is, I, papa Winnie,
on the microphone staccnd
The people doesn't know
where I really come from
Me tall, me no short,
me slim, me not fat
And everytime I rap,
me say, the crowd hear me say
You are my sunshine
my only sunshine
You make me happy,
when skies are gray
You never know, Dear,
how much I love you
So please don't take
my sunshine away
You are the woman,
and I am the man
And everything we do,
jah knows we do it real strong
We are just modeling up
the dance hall, in a style and fashion
Me and my girl, her name is Liana
The talk of the town, is that we
have two babies, twins
One of them fat and one of them slim
We call them Rootsie, Rootsie
Rootsie and Boopsie, Rootsie,
Rootsie, Rootsie and Boops
You are my sunshine
my only sunshine
You make me happy,
when skies are gray
You never know, Dear,
how much I love you
So please don't take
my sunshine away
Sufferation in the land, sufferation in the land
Killing all my nation, Lord I can't understand
Famine in the land, tribulation getting strong
They always have a plan to fool we Africans
Creating war in the East
And War in the West
War in the North
And war in the South
IF love were a thing that money can buy
IF love were a thing that money can buy
The rich man would live, and the
poor man would die
You are my sunshine
my only sunshine
You make me happy,
when skies are gray
You never know, Dear,
how much I love you
So please don't take
my sunshine away