Make It Rain - Fat Joe, Lil Wayne

Yeah I’m in this bitch with the terror

Got a handful of stacks

better grab an umbrella

I make it rain (I make it rain)

I’m in this bitch with the terror

got a 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)

I make it rain on them hoes, I make it rain (I make it rain)

I make it rain on them hoes, I make it rain (I make it rain)

I make it rain on them hoes

Cr-Cr-Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack

you hear the Echo, man I seen the best go, 'cause he ain’t have that metal

I’m a Hustler’s Hustler, A Pusher’s Pusher

you a busta a custerma, I get you sum cooka

Yeah, Crack is a chemist, I pack a 11, I mack in a 7, I’ll clap at your reverend

I see you in NY, I’ll send you an invite, you’re gonna need you a pass that’s

the code that we live by.

OWWWW, Clap, Clap, Clap, Gotta make that ass

Clap, Gotta make that ass,

Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Gotta make that ass

Clap, Gotta make that ass

Clap

Now why’s everybody so mad at the south for?

Change your style up.

switch 2 southpaw

Jada I was listening (listening), so I made him a anthem 2 make some divendens

Lil mama try 2 hit me with the Shoulder Lean, This Cootco Crack and I control

the team

Couple bricks stacked up on that triple beam, my dirty bro' sipping that

promethazeen

That Gonja Green that Cali Weed, a nigga lose his life try roll on me

Now, yup, yup we get it, no if’s, and’s about it

And the rain keep falling even when it’s draughted

Owwwww mami’s body is banging, man, she got it, man, she does it all

She gets it popping with no hands, I’ll make it pour

I’ll make it rain on 'em I’ll lay a game to 'em

I’m gassing misses to tattoo my name on 'em

Gotta get that baby love, gotta get my paper up

Gotta suspect me, exactly test this crack and want a ring on us

And you know what it is, yo, it’s them powder kids

And we know how 2 bizz, so we don’t give a shit.