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t jordan – rain lyrics

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drop the top no bra got the titties out
new motor let me see what that mouth about
everybody got her gassed up
hard to please but ain’t ever on “e” she ain’t running out
baby got the juice like oj
gucci flip flops lit singing lemonade (yea)
used to be heartless like kanye
but now i got her crazy in love like beyoncé (oh my god)
came in the club just so she can set it off
heels in her hand just so she can take em all
dress see thru like a window, microsoft
baby let me, baby let me break you off, aye
move your hips just like a hula hoop
arch that back when you do it too (oooh)
cheeks clap clap like award show
cheeks circle around like a d+mn globe

opps tripping uh
all my cliques is dripping uh
and they twerking uh
got them strippers working uh
you wanna bm? girl i gotta see them uh
hit the atm, ima make it rain on them
make it rain make it rain make it rain on them
make it rain make it rain make it rain on them
make it rain make it rain make it rain on them
make it rain make it rain make it rain on them
we might have them bands but shawty gone work for it
aye i’m with the squad, wanna see you twerk something
shake, shake, she like a tambourine
and ima cut the check, just like a guillotine

she said she got a friend, she wanna intervene
but i play fair, co+op on the mezzanine
she f+cking with the crew, cuz she already knew
that we some “go+hards” make this d+mn show stop

rotey! yea

hundred thousand in the duffle bag flows
i’ma leave up out this b+tch with a couple bad hoes
type of chicks that make me wonder how she buss it that low
label offered me a million, told them double that dough
i’m about my business i don’t play no sh+t
if i hit the studio then that man don’t miss
i’m a young billionaire and i ain’t no b+tch
if you say “ro you winning” i’ma say no sh+t

alright fortune, let’s go

opps tripping uh
all my cliques is dripping uh
and they twerking uh
got them strippers working uh
you wanna bm? girl i gotta see them uh
hit the atm, ima make it rain on them
make it rain make it rain make it rain on them (put me in the game coach)
make it rain make it rain make it rain on them (put me in the game coach)
make it rain make it rain make it rain on them (put me in the game coach)
make it rain make it rain make it rain on them
take ya top off treat us like we ballers
money to be made give these hoes something to swallow
ass like a tahoe scanned her like a barcode
young n+gga pocket swole sh+t johnny bravo
drinking like a wino got me f+cking every model
party every night like we made it from the bottom
blaze up get high going in full throttle
get the brain then put her out on the ride home

d+mn

opps tripping uh
all my cliques is dripping uh
and they twerking uh
got them strippers working uh
you wanna bm? girl i gotta see them uh
hit the atm, ima make it rain on them
make it rain make it rain make it rain on them
make it rain make it rain make it rain on them
make it rain make it rain make it rain on them
make it rain make it rain make it rain on them



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