Ace mizzy get all the hoes Gonna teach them s_ they want to know Like f_ that p_ a_ 9-4 girl Make that bucket a pot of gold It ain\'t no money like custom money It ain\'t no b_ like a hustle bunny Ain\'t no b_ gettin\' none of my money That why the money gotta clear to protect it from me She gotta ride for the A, hop for the A Live for the minute or be out for the day Hop the metal while lookin hot in stilettos Gotta rock with a bezzle on the trigger finger Boss b_ of the ghetto, my Spanish Trina Talk s_ to a n_ with the \'blama beamed up When I see her gotta handle my bui-nah I gotta give her one of these in the back of the team truck Come see me a crackin\', in the club flossin\' 40 thou\' in my stacks, 20 stacks in my jeans No real boss n_z do real boss things We bout that s_, you just talkin\' You\'nna slang rocks? Then how with my girls In the 430 down the strip I zoom? Gonna drop it day real but I feel like Joe Big glock I carry make a real big BOOM Make moves like a young tycoon I come through like a young typhoon Category 3, don\'t be category me Like you can get a better salary to me El capitan, game Numbero Uno I flood p_ clubs, ask any stripper you know
Fresh to death on \'em We throwin\' money on \'em Stay fly, 25s when we ride on \'em Alligator suede, custom with the shades Make it snow in the club, b_es know we paid Stay shy rockin\' Gucci in the Bentley (Super fly) White rose for my broad on them 23s Goin\' to the club, n_ in a new fleet All red doors up, doin\' it like a real G
Blat, blat, blat, blat, hey Joe uh let me git \'em It\'s young money and we on like the television The weather channel, but I do not broadcast I throw up more cash, and change the forecast Your boyfriend is lame, I make it rain on you He never make it rain, like Southern California Where\'s your umbrella? Now get your raincoat Baby I make it flood, now you gon\' need a boat do it again\" From the club to the coupe, inside my gates Up in my bedroom screaming that you\'re the snake They was perty perty, and I was flirty flirty Lil\' dro, lil\' bub now they getting\' dirty dirty Don\'t ax me what my name is, stupid b_ I\'m famous You gon\' make me aim this Leave your a_ brainless I\'m tryin\' to stay R&B But these streets is a part of me So don\'t get it twisted You see I order one bottle, then I f_ with one model Then I order more bottles, now I got more models I\'m from that city where them n_z don\'t play mayn I take a chick to my room like caveman So ask your girlfriend my name, I bet she go \"Skeet skeet skeet, Weatherman \'bout to make it rain!\"
If you drilling these chicks they like Major Payne When I make it rain, they be like \"yo. Yeah, I\'m in this b_ with the terror Gotta handful of stacks, better grab an umbrella I make it rain, I make it rain (Remix!) I\'m in this b_ with the terror (We back! Let\'s go!) Gotta handful of stacks, better grab an umbrella I make it rain, I make it rain I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain, I make it rain (Remix! Remix! We back!) I make it rain, I make it rain on them hoes
Static! Let\'s make it rain on these n_z (Remix!) Kelly, Baby, Twista & Rick Ross Make It Rain (Remix) Lyrics
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