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johnny 215 - rainysunny lyrics

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(verse 1)
it’s rainy outside
it’s not sunny
gotta get the racks right now
gotta get money

n+ggas be hatin
even your homie
bad ass b+tch wanna f+ck
on me

i spend all them bands, run it up over again
i can’t hang with these n+ggas at all, they not mans
might pour up wock cause i got a cough, imma feel like kan
most of these n+ggas d+ckeaters, yea they be the fans

i don’t know what to do
can’t hang with you
you a opp, you a opp
run up on me
boom boom

yea i be f+ckin that b+tch in the room
all of my n+ggas, you know that they goons
.40s gon pop n+ggas like balloons
.40s gon clear the whole f+ckin room
yea i got my nina
yea that’s my lil baby
she goin crazy
and she better than .380s

she said, “johnny, do you want me?”
i said, “i don’t know, maybe”
they said, “can you f+ckin slide?”
i said, “i don’t know, i’m lazy”

(bridge)
yea ohh
oh
oh
oh
yea
yea
yea
yea
yeaaaa ohhhh

(verse 2)
i count that dough, that sh+t in my hand
f+ckin that b+tch, she was a fan
f+ckin that b+tch, pass to my friend
f+ck that sh+t, free swerv out the can
i’m on my grind, that’s the reason they mad
walk in the store and i’m poppin the tag
i’m too busy chasin motherf+ckin bags
i f+cked on your b+tch cause she sat on my lap

yea ohh, i don’t give a f+ck
i just wanna get them bucks
i’m tryna pull up, bentley truck
get them racks, it’s a must

f+ck ya hoe (f+ck ya hoe)
f+ck ya mom (f+ck ya mom)
f+ck ya hoe (f+ck ya hoe)
f+ck ya mom (f+ck ya mom)
f+ck ya hoe (f+ck ya thot)
f+ck ya mom (f+ck ya thot)
f+ck ya hoe (f+ck ya thot)
f+ck ya mom (f+ck ya mom)

- johnny 215 lyrics

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