Rain Dance
Yeah
Make it rain
Yeah
Wow
Make it rain
Make it make it
Make it rain
Jump in the pocket
I get it popping
If these puppets
Get to talking
I lock in and
Tell em Sock it
Or get demolished
I'm on track now to
Get myself with the profits
Talking commerce
But also I'm talking
Knowledge
I been getting brain, in the back
Of the club, since 07
Cause they say that seven minutes
Of my set, is seven minutes in heaven
I was eleven bumping fifty and Em
Didn't know no swears before it
Now there's fifty of them,
No shorty, it ain't your birthday,
This is my set, this a workplace,
And we gonna blow the roof off on our worst day,
Start a fire on the floor, if you're thirsty
I went ahead and offered her a glass of Bacardi
Told her I dig her so much always my shovels are muddy
She got a troublesome body that she can trouble somebody
Shes my wildest fantasy my thoughts are jungle safari
I stumble upon a party with bottles and other shorties
Ferrari's and lot of Audi's are parked in but I be probably
Walking with nothing but change
Go to the console and say
DJ can you drop me the bang, I got you a thing
And on the first bar zombies already getting the brains
Setting the frame, ma white balance is dull
And my penis changing shapes like incredible hulk
And my dick is like her spine, it's attached to her skull
I'm getting brains
Make it make it
Make it rain
One day when I blow up
I'll the club and
Make it rain
But if we being serious
It wasn't all tha
That first verse you heard
That shit was all cap
I ain't ever been the type
To be found up in the club
I was mind, that was running amok
Running it up, one ain't enough
One eighth the Sun
I'm saying I glow so fucking loud
Both eyes and ears getting bust
The only time I hit the town
I was catching a bus, and they were
Picking my pocket, my wallet
Was walking home when I got it
I got it, if I can hone my craft
Until I flow supersonic
And I turn pro from a novice
The promise, enormous
Indominus, and then if I should go to the club
Roof be getting in the way, I get to tearing it up
Make it make it
Make it rain
One day when I blow up
I'll the club and
Make it rain
Make it make it
Make it rain
One day when I blow up
I'll the club and
Make it rain
Make it rain
Yeah
Wow
Make it rain
Make it make it
Make it rain
Jump in the pocket
I get it popping
If these puppets
Get to talking
I lock in and
Tell em Sock it
Or get demolished
I'm on track now to
Get myself with the profits
Talking commerce
But also I'm talking
Knowledge
I been getting brain, in the back
Of the club, since 07
Cause they say that seven minutes
Of my set, is seven minutes in heaven
I was eleven bumping fifty and Em
Didn't know no swears before it
Now there's fifty of them,
No shorty, it ain't your birthday,
This is my set, this a workplace,
And we gonna blow the roof off on our worst day,
Start a fire on the floor, if you're thirsty
I went ahead and offered her a glass of Bacardi
Told her I dig her so much always my shovels are muddy
She got a troublesome body that she can trouble somebody
Shes my wildest fantasy my thoughts are jungle safari
I stumble upon a party with bottles and other shorties
Ferrari's and lot of Audi's are parked in but I be probably
Walking with nothing but change
Go to the console and say
DJ can you drop me the bang, I got you a thing
And on the first bar zombies already getting the brains
Setting the frame, ma white balance is dull
And my penis changing shapes like incredible hulk
And my dick is like her spine, it's attached to her skull
I'm getting brains
Make it make it
Make it rain
One day when I blow up
I'll the club and
Make it rain
But if we being serious
It wasn't all tha
That first verse you heard
That shit was all cap
I ain't ever been the type
To be found up in the club
I was mind, that was running amok
Running it up, one ain't enough
One eighth the Sun
I'm saying I glow so fucking loud
Both eyes and ears getting bust
The only time I hit the town
I was catching a bus, and they were
Picking my pocket, my wallet
Was walking home when I got it
I got it, if I can hone my craft
Until I flow supersonic
And I turn pro from a novice
The promise, enormous
Indominus, and then if I should go to the club
Roof be getting in the way, I get to tearing it up
Make it make it
Make it rain
One day when I blow up
I'll the club and
Make it rain
Make it make it
Make it rain
One day when I blow up
I'll the club and
Make it rain
Credits
Writer(s): Varun Anand
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