Lyric

Hilux hummin’, board in the back seat

Crew’s all in, bumpin’ that backbeat

Aloha on my tongue, salt on my skin

One hand on the wheel, one on the fin

Heartbeats match the tides, it’s all aligned

Feet in the wax, balance on the line

If she’s the breeze

I’ll ride that flow

Board’s beneath, let the moment go

Shaka Sunday, vibes on full

Riding clean, no need to prove

She’s flashin’ smiles

Throwin’ me signs

Beach is bumpin’, and so’s my mind

Got her on the shore in that sun-washed tee

Eyes like waves, straight locked on me

I duck dive once, pop up like “sup?”

She laughs like tide, can’t get enough

Every set speaks in its own way

This ain’t luck—it’s just our day

No script, no plan, just flow and glide

This board and breeze, they’re on my side

Shaka Sunday, breezin’ free

Flip that fin, cut through the sea

No stress, no mess, just salt and light

Live like this every Sunday right

Back on the road with sand on my seat

Board’s still wet, but my heart’s complete

One last shaka in the mirror glance

Shaka Sunday—that’s my dance