Rain
I gotta couple bad bitches on the low
I tell the truth 'cause I know you already know
The way I fuck you and treat you I know you hope that it's only you babe
(It's only you babe)
You gotta couple ex niggas and I know
But I bet they will never believe how you wild out for me yeah
The (The, the)
Way (Way)
You (True, true)
Got (Yeah)
Me (Feigning to see you wild out)
Yeah know you, want it to rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on, on you
I can flood you in designer
The Gucci, the Prada
Yeah baby obviously you working, know you all about your dollars
Red bottoms on, designer lenses like a scholar
She gotta wagon in a G-Wagon, got it from her mama
Can I for life it?
Don't wanna go too long without it
Just keep vibin'
You a hit that I don't want to miss
Shit you know like
How I put this?
We can just kick it
Sex on my mind but it's more that I'm feeling
Yeah
What's up with it?
Shit I see you
The (You ain't wasting no time)
Way (Way, way)
You (True, true)
Got (Yeah)
Me (Feigning to see you wild out)
Yeah know you, want it to rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on, on you
I tell the truth 'cause I know you already know
The way I fuck you and treat you I know you hope that it's only you babe
(It's only you babe)
You gotta couple ex niggas and I know
But I bet they will never believe how you wild out for me yeah
The (The, the)
Way (Way)
You (True, true)
Got (Yeah)
Me (Feigning to see you wild out)
Yeah know you, want it to rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on, on you
I can flood you in designer
The Gucci, the Prada
Yeah baby obviously you working, know you all about your dollars
Red bottoms on, designer lenses like a scholar
She gotta wagon in a G-Wagon, got it from her mama
Can I for life it?
Don't wanna go too long without it
Just keep vibin'
You a hit that I don't want to miss
Shit you know like
How I put this?
We can just kick it
Sex on my mind but it's more that I'm feeling
Yeah
What's up with it?
Shit I see you
The (You ain't wasting no time)
Way (Way, way)
You (True, true)
Got (Yeah)
Me (Feigning to see you wild out)
Yeah know you, want it to rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on you
Let it rain on, on you
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Writer(s): Danei Johnson
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