You Can't Stop the Rain
(You can't stop the rain nigga, that shit already started)
If it pours you ain't stopping the rain
I been moving different, go against the grain
How that boy a shooter he don't got no aim
Go and hit up Saks when I'm in the mood
Brodie ain't a cook but he got the food
With a bad bitch with an attitude
Za got me high different altitude
But that's regular shit (Yeah that's regular)
Designer all over my body but yeah that's a regular fit (You see how I'm stepping)
Get them packs in, get them packs gone
That's a regular flip (Get 'em gone)
Niggas really acting for the net, I guess that's a regular skit (Yeah they acting)
How you stressing bout that lil hoe nigga she a regular hit (Ou you tripping)
Couldn't be me
Tints too dark couldn't see me
Za got me outer space E.T
Big dawg yeah you niggas piti
Yeah that means you too small
I don't even know these niggas who y'all
Stack the money up until its too tall
I gotta get to the racks I ain't talking tennis
Yeah I'm all in her mouth like a dentist
Kill the beat and I don't leave a witness
I don't call it trapping baby its a business
If it pours you ain't stopping the rain
I been moving different, go against the grain
How that boy a shooter he don't got no aim
Go and hit up Saks when I'm in the mood
Brodie ain't a cook but he got the food
With a bad bitch with an attitude
Za got me high different altitude
If it pours you ain't stopping the rain
I been moving different, go against the grain
How that boy a shooter he don't got no aim
Go and hit up Saks when I'm in the mood
Brodie ain't a cook but he got the food
With a bad bitch with an attitude
Za got me high different altitude
But that's regular shit (Yeah that's regular)
Designer all over my body but yeah that's a regular fit (You see how I'm stepping)
Get them packs in, get them packs gone
That's a regular flip (Get 'em gone)
Niggas really acting for the net, I guess that's a regular skit (Yeah they acting)
How you stressing bout that lil hoe nigga she a regular hit (Ou you tripping)
Couldn't be me
Tints too dark couldn't see me
Za got me outer space E.T
Big dawg yeah you niggas piti
Yeah that means you too small
I don't even know these niggas who y'all
Stack the money up until its too tall
I gotta get to the racks I ain't talking tennis
Yeah I'm all in her mouth like a dentist
Kill the beat and I don't leave a witness
I don't call it trapping baby its a business
If it pours you ain't stopping the rain
I been moving different, go against the grain
How that boy a shooter he don't got no aim
Go and hit up Saks when I'm in the mood
Brodie ain't a cook but he got the food
With a bad bitch with an attitude
Za got me high different altitude
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Writer(s): J Musa
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