Rain - Ghetts, A.L, Money Bagz

Large up Kid D

This is the «Rain» remix

Featuring Max Valentine

The lovely lady A. L

And hang tight my nigga Money Bagz

Aight, let’s get 'em

It’s Momentum 2

Ladies crew, it’s your time

Yeah, uh, I make her hair stand up when I’m loving her

Butterflies fill her stomach, I ain’t even fucking her

Looking to arouse and get lost

Kicking off the covers, yeah, under them sheets, it gets hot

I’m feeling her a lot, had to let my feelings show

Ex, did her bad, had to let her feelings go

Casual up in Gauchos, jeans and the flights on

Looking at your backside, looking like it’s something I could

Write on, cocktails, taste this

Now she think I’m flirting with the waitress, baby, don’t go there

Drinks on tap, yeah, we got a flow here

Feelings grow quickly, another two drinks

And I’m tipsy, talking over steak

You could say I’m giving her my history, baby, she the baddest

Lent over, kissed me, fuck the table manners

She said I’m the artist, but she paint the canvas

Let it rain on me

Ooh, rain down on me, yeah, yeah

Let it rain on me

Just, just

Let it rain on me

Let it rain

Let it rain on me

Rain down on me

Let your love just shower me

Just rain on me

Rain down on me

Let your love just fall like rain

Just rain on me

Her father used to scare the life out of me

But still I couldn’t keep my distance

Stereotype

But she knew that I’d beat the system

I’m on the road and she in deep revision

But somehow she could still see my vision

All while she’s studying to be a pedatrician

She was too good for me (I was too hood for her)

Any time my mum see us together (she would look concerned)

I told her there’s another side to me (I even took her church)

All them other niggas, they just wanna hear the pussy purr

What they know about a spiritual connection?

Your spirit and my spirit connecting

Soul mates, cold gates, smiling for the whole day

This role-play remind me of the old days, I know you remember

You would always calm me down when I would lose my temper

Cupid aimed at my chest and shot me through the centre

Fragments from the love slug hit my heart and made my blood run

I shot that pussy back, now it’s 1−1

Let it rain on me

Let it rain on me, baby

On me

Just, just

Let it rain on me

Let it rain

Let it rain on me

Rain down on me

Let your love just shower me

Just rain on me

Rain down on me

Let your love just fall like rain

Just rain on me

It’s funny, whoever thought she’d be my dame?

We started off so different, now we move the same

They say karma’s a bitch, well, I’m just kicking back

Waiting for the same bitch to call my name

Yeah, she’s saying «make it rain»

So I make it pour, reminiscing on the days

Me and her were poor, now we’re made

Open expensive doors, take her to a place

Broke niggas can’t afford, short trips for a couple nights

Luxury hotels, three bills a night

I’m with my mistress, Money Bagz, her Mr Right

She loves when I spend a night living this double life

X5, private plate, are you silly?

Roley on my wrist, but still I’m just a humble guy

And I don’t hustle like I’m alright

I hustle like I’m fucking broke, all the fucking time

Let it rain on me

Rain

Let it rain on me

Just, just

Let your love shower me, baby, please

Let it rain

Let it rain on me

Rain down on me

Chill me with your loving touch

Rain down on me

Me