Its raining
And we still ain't let the hoes in
And we still ain't let the hoes in
And we still ain't let the whoo
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
Yaa
Niggas making money over here
Making bank over here
Making it rain over here
And a stripper got no share
Making it rain over here
Woo woo Ric Flair
I got the game in a figure four
Listen hoe this exactly what it's hitting for
You suck fucking then it's adios
Get to the bag like baminos
Like rap it up rap it up rap it up
Like bag it up bag it up bag it up
Like add it up add it up add it up
I'm off of the purp and im hennyed up
You can't fuck with me if you broke as fuck
This is L L P all we do is level up
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
If I go to the strip club
I'm throwing fives and picking up dubs
I get get a hooker
I sell her box till I'm double up
Fuck a hoes hustle bro
Action action when I stunt
If the pussy boring as fuck
Then she only getting two pumps
I don't feed birds crumbs
Pussy get redrum
Puff a blunt hush a scunt
Dj stoppa off the funk
You got that junk in your trunk
Bitch put my trunk on your tongue
Why
Cause bitch I'm moneyed up
And none of my niggas is regular
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
Beep bop bi di boop
Get to the bag like c p u
Short change me I short circuit
Play with my money makes me nervous
I get violent when I get nervous
I get to slapping when I get violent
I'm a young boy I stay wilding
Her pussy gold her pussy dimand
But she still can't get a dime and
Counting so much money need five hands
Too clean for fist fighting
So I pull up pull up blasting
Open up your casket
Put money in your basket
Cabbage patch and I dip
Shoutout my north side savages
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
Yaa
Don't fuck up when you counting it
Don't do it
Hoe don't be saying I love you and shit
Don't do it
You gonna make me scert then dip
Scert scert
Watch them hating ass niggas slip
Off the sauce off the sauce that I drip
Hurd he got shit out of pocket
So I pressed him and fold him paper thin
Put homey back in my wallet
So he won't get out of pocket again
Elli body you and your friends
Elli uqahs going for the win
Elli padawan going for the kill
Yea yea
Elli avatar I'm one with everything
Yea yea yeah
Elli bills nigga chinga chin ching
Yeah yeah yeah
Elli ill vaccination
Yeah yeah
Take a chill pill medication
And we still ain't let the hoes in
And we still ain't let the whoo
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
Yaa
Niggas making money over here
Making bank over here
Making it rain over here
And a stripper got no share
Making it rain over here
Woo woo Ric Flair
I got the game in a figure four
Listen hoe this exactly what it's hitting for
You suck fucking then it's adios
Get to the bag like baminos
Like rap it up rap it up rap it up
Like bag it up bag it up bag it up
Like add it up add it up add it up
I'm off of the purp and im hennyed up
You can't fuck with me if you broke as fuck
This is L L P all we do is level up
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
If I go to the strip club
I'm throwing fives and picking up dubs
I get get a hooker
I sell her box till I'm double up
Fuck a hoes hustle bro
Action action when I stunt
If the pussy boring as fuck
Then she only getting two pumps
I don't feed birds crumbs
Pussy get redrum
Puff a blunt hush a scunt
Dj stoppa off the funk
You got that junk in your trunk
Bitch put my trunk on your tongue
Why
Cause bitch I'm moneyed up
And none of my niggas is regular
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
Beep bop bi di boop
Get to the bag like c p u
Short change me I short circuit
Play with my money makes me nervous
I get violent when I get nervous
I get to slapping when I get violent
I'm a young boy I stay wilding
Her pussy gold her pussy dimand
But she still can't get a dime and
Counting so much money need five hands
Too clean for fist fighting
So I pull up pull up blasting
Open up your casket
Put money in your basket
Cabbage patch and I dip
Shoutout my north side savages
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
It's raining it's pouring and we still ain't let the hoes in
Yaa
Don't fuck up when you counting it
Don't do it
Hoe don't be saying I love you and shit
Don't do it
You gonna make me scert then dip
Scert scert
Watch them hating ass niggas slip
Off the sauce off the sauce that I drip
Hurd he got shit out of pocket
So I pressed him and fold him paper thin
Put homey back in my wallet
So he won't get out of pocket again
Elli body you and your friends
Elli uqahs going for the win
Elli padawan going for the kill
Yea yea
Elli avatar I'm one with everything
Yea yea yeah
Elli bills nigga chinga chin ching
Yeah yeah yeah
Elli ill vaccination
Yeah yeah
Take a chill pill medication
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