Fat Joe Make it Rain (Remix) Feat Lil Wayne R Kelly and Baby Lyrics

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[Fat Joe]
Scotty!
Let's make it rain on these n____z

[Lil Wayne]
Yeah, I'm in this b____ with the terror
Gotta handful of stacks, better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain
I'm in this b____ with the terror
Gotta handful of stacks, better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain on them hoes
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 "yo... do it again"
From the club to the coupe, inside my gates
Up in my bedroom screaming each other's name
They was perty perty, and I was flirty flirty
Lil' dro, lil' bub now they gettin' dirty dirty
Don't ax me what my name is, stupid b____ I'm famous
You gon' make me aim this, leave your a__ 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 f___ with one model
Then I order more bottles, now I got more models
I'm from that city where them n____z don't play mayne
I take a chick to my room like caveman
So ask your girlfriend my name, I bet she go
"Skeet Skeet Skeet Skeet, Weatherman 'bout to make it rain!"

[Lil Wayne]
Blat, blat, blat, blat, hey Joey 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, b____es know we paid
Stay shy rockin' Gucci in the Bentley (Super fly)
White rolls for my broad on them 23s (Stay Fly)
Goin' to the club, n____ in a new fleet
All red doors up, doin' it like a real G

[Hook]

[T.I.]
Come see me and Crack in the club flossin'
40 cal in my jacket, 20 stacks in my jeans
No real boss n____z doin real boss things
We bout that s___, you just talkin'
Young Sam Rothstein, I'm with my goons
In the 430 down the strip I zoom?
In da drop in January but it feel like June
Big glock I carry make a real big BOOM
Make moves like a young tycoon
I come through like a young typhoon
Category 3, don't be category me
Any n____ like ta get a better salary to me
El capitan, King
Numero Uno
I flood p____ clubs
Ask any stripper you know

[Ace Mack]
Ace mizzy get all the hoes
Gonna teach them s___ they want to know
Like f___ that p____ a__ 9-4 girl
Make that bucket a pot of gold
It ain't no money like hustle money
It ain't no b____ like a hustle bunny
Ain't no b____ gettin' none of my money
That why the money got a clip to protect it for 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 b____ of the ghetto, my Spanish Trina
Talk s___ to a n____ with the 'blama beamed up
When I see her gotta handle my b
I gotta give her one of these in the back of the team truck

[Hook]

[R. Kelly]
make it rain, make it rain, make it rain, make it rain
make it rain, make it rain, make it rain, make it rain

[Rick Ross]
I be reppin' my city, blowin hundreds & fiftys
If the air right, we can air it 'ere night
Jody I was listenin', blown up, spinnin' rims
Time to spit some dividens, my money they swimmin' in
I'm the boss (I'm the boss), I'm the mayor (I'm the mayor)
We make it rain (make it rain), on these haters (on these haters)
We show 'em betta fellas, cause you blowin' hella cheda
I'm the n____ that you scared of, cause no one can do it betta

[Fat Joe]
Joe crack, early 80's,
crack baby momma paid me
Maybach, fly Mercedes
Twerk that, pop it baby
Them perty ladies, they drive me crazy
Them skies is hazy, I'll drop 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 thrower, cause my hand's hurtin'
I make it rain, its Coca b____
It's not a game, Them vatos locos rich
Ain't nothing wrong with wanting a little happy ending
And we don't need a hotel, we parkin' lot pimpin'
(b____)

[Hook]