[Fat Joe]
Owwwwwww Scotty, lets make it rain on these niggas
[Chorus (Lil' Wayne)]
Yeah, I'm in this bitch with the terror
Got a handful of stacks
Better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, (I make it rain)
I'm in this bitch with the terror
Got a handful of stacks
Better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, (I make it rain)
Make it rain on them hos, I make it rain (I make It rain)
I make it rain on them hos, I make it rain (I make it rain)
I make it rain on them hos, I make it rain (I make it rain)
I make it rain on them hos
[Fat Joe]
Cr Cr Crack Crack Crack Crack Crack
You hear the echo
Man I seen the best go
You seen how that metal ***
Im a Hustla's Hustla
A Pusher's Pusher
You a busta, a customa
I get you some cooka
Yea Crack is a chemist
I pack an 11
I mack in an 7
I'll clap at your reverend
I see you in NY
I'll send you an invite
You gon' need you a pass
That's the code that we live by
[Chorus]
[Fat Joe]
Owwww clap clap clap
Gotta make that ass clap
Gotta make that ass clap
Owwww clap clap clap clap
Gotta make that ass clap
Gotta make that ass clap
Now why's everybodY so mad at the south for
Change your style up, switch to southpaw
Jada I was listenin' (listenin'),
So I made him a anthem to make some divendends
Lil mama try to hit me with the Shoulder Lean
This Cootco Crack and I control the team ***
Couple bricks stacked up on that triple beam
My dirty bro sippin' that promethazeen
That gonja green, that Cali weed
A nigga lose his life try an' roll on me
Now yup yup we get it,
No if ands about it
And the rain keep fallin'
Even when it's drouted ***
[Chorus]
[Fat Joe]
Owwww mami's body's bangin', she got it man she does it all
She gets it poppin' with no hands, I'll make it pour
I'll make it rain on 'em, I'm layin game to em
I'm gassin misses to tattoo my name on 'em
Gotta get that baby love, gotta get my paper up
Gotta suspect me, exactly, test this crack and want a ring on us
And You know what it is, yo it's them powder kids
And we know how to bizz, so we don't give a shit
[Chorus]