Dj Khaled

Make It Rain Lyrics

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Dj Khaled - Make It Rain lyrics

(feat. R. Kelly, T.I., Rick Ross, Birdman, Lil' Wayne,..)

Whoo!

Roxanne, (Its *Kells* bitches! Owww!) You don't have to turn off your red light...

[Fat Joe:]

Static!

Let's make it rain on these niggaz (Remix!)

[Lil Wayne:]

Yeah, I'm in this bitch with the terror

Gotta handful of stacks, better grab an umbrella

I make it rain, I make it rain (Remix!)

I'm in this bitch with the terror (We da best! Let's go!)

Gotta handful of stacks, better grab an umbrella

I make it rain, I make it rain I make it rain on them hoes

I make it rain, I make it rain (Remix! Remix! We *da best*!)

I make it rain, I make it rain on them hoes

[R. Kelly:]

I be drilling these chicks like Major Payne

When I make it rain, they be like *Kell do it again*

From the club to the coupe, inside my gates

Up in my bedroom screaming *each others name*

They was perty perty, and I was flirty flirty

Lil' dro, lil' *buck* now they getting' dirty dirty

Don't ask me what my name is, stupid bitch I'm famous

You gon' make me aim this

Leave your ass brainless

I'm tryin' to stay R&B

But these streets is a part of me

So don't get it twisted

You see I order one bottle, then I fuck with one model

Then I order more bottles, now I got more models

I'm from that city where them niggaz don't play man

I take a chick to my room like caveman

So ask your girlfriend my name, I bet she go

"Skeet skeet skeet, Weatherman 'bout to make it rain!"

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne:]

Blat, blat, blat, blat, hey Joe uh let me git 'em

It's young money and we on like the television

The weather channel, but I do not broadcast

I throw up more cash, and change the forecast

Your boyfriend is lame, I make it rain on ya

He never make it rain, like Southern California

Where's your umbrella? Now get your raincoat

Baby I make it flood, now you gon' need a boat

[Birdman:]

Fresh to death on 'em

We throwin' money on 'em

Stay fly, 25s when we ride on 'em

Alligator suede, custom with the shades

Make it snow in the club, bitches know we paid

Stay shy rockin' Gucci in the Bentley (Super fly)

White rose for my broad on them 23s

Goin' to the club, nigga in a new fleet

All red doors up, doin' it like a real G

[Hook]

[T.I.:]

Come see me an Crack in, in the club flossin'

40 thou' in my stacks, 20 stacks in my jeans

No real boss niggaz do real boss things

We bout that shit, you just talkin'

You'nna slang rocks? Then how with my girls

In the 430 down the strip I zoom?

Gonna drop it day real but I feel like Joe

Big glock I carry make a real big BOOM

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I come through like a young typhoon

Category 3, don't be category me

Like you can get a better salary to me

El capitan, *king* Numbero Uno

I flood pussy clubs, ask any stripper you know

[Ace Mack:]

Ace mizzy get all the hoes

Gonna teach them shit they want to know

Like fuck that pussy ass 9-4 girl

Make that bucket a pot of gold

It ain't no money like custom money

It ain't no bitch like a hustle bunny

Ain't no bitch gettin' none of my money

That why the money gotta clear to protect it from me

She gotta ride for the A, hop for the A

Live for the minute or be out for the day

Hop the metal while lookin hot in stilettos

Gotta rock with a bezzle on the trigger finger

Boss bitch of the ghetto, my Spanish Trina

Talk shit to a nigga with the 'blama beamed up

When I see her gotta handle my bui-nah

I gotta give her one of these in the back of the team truck

[Hook]

[Rick Ross:]

305 in my yayo

Hey Khal, call Joe up

Let him know I'm bout to roll up

I just ran outta money

I need to borrow 50 thousand cash

Come through baby, make it rain

E class on the way to you

Gotta a hundred grand for you

Triple Cs

Oh yeah it's the remix

I be reppin my city

Blowin hundreds and fiftys

If the head, right Ricky there every night

Joey I was listenin'

Uh, dubs, spinnin' rims

Time to spend some dividends

My money they swimmin' in

Ross, I'm a boss (I'm a boss) I'm the mayor (I'm the mayor)

Make it rain (Make it rain!), on these haters (on these haters!)

Get your umbrella fella, cause we blowin'

hella chedda, I'm the nigga that you scared of

Cause no one can do it better

[Fat Joe:]

Your crack girly

80s crack baby's momma paid me

Maybach, fly Mercedes

Birth that, drop a baby

Them perty ladies, they drive me crazy

Them skies is hazy, I'll pop like 80

Someone tell Mr. Bentley to bring his umbrella

Katrina not, its just a one fella

Who got dumb chedda, and need a brain surgeon

Got me a designated thower, cause my hand's hurtin'

I make it rain, its cock-eyed bitch

It's not a game, I'm 'bout those locos rich

Ain't nothing wrong with wanting a happy ending

And we don't need a hotel, we park in lot pimpin'

Bitch!

[Hook]

Thanks to BryANT for these lyrics

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