Make It Rain Remix

You wanna see some ass (yeah)

I wanna see some cash (it's the President)

Keep them dollars comin'

And that's gon' make me dance (remix)

You wanna see me tip

I wanna see you strip

Make that pussy work

Make me work them hips

Make it clap, bitch

Make it, make it rain, trick

Make it clap, bitch

Make it, make it rain, trick

Make it clap, bitch

Make it, make it rain, trick

Make it clap, bitch

(It's the-it's the remix)

[Verse 1: R. Kelly]

It's rainin', it's pourin' like it ain't no roof

Got me on y'all camera phone while I'm fucked up off that Goose

I'ma stand up on these couches

Rain while they watchin'

And let these bitches know I got a bank in my pocket

'Cause I don't give a damn, I'm gettin' fucked up tonight (tonight)

Let these bitches know it's gon' be rainstorms tonight (tonight)

Ma, I'ma buy that ass, I'ma ride that

Ciroc, pineapple, cranberry, mama, try that

She throwin' ass so fast, I can't even catch it

(Go slow motion) so I can make it rain, bitch

Tryna cop my flow but it's too fast for yo' brain

And them haters tryna catch me but my flow be switchin' lanes

Shoot my flow and hit my target like I'm on a range

And them popos never catch me 'cause my flow is on a plane

Got a whole team, DNE

Y'all know that's much respect

Them motherfuckas bootleggin' the shit I ain't even wrote yet

Make it clap, bitch

Make it, make it rain, trick

Make it clap, bitch

Make it, make it rain, trick

Make it clap, bitch

Make it, make it rain, trick

Make it clap, bitch

(It's the-it's the remix)

And she comin' down that pole like she own that mf

Soon as this hit club closed

I'm be on that mf

'cause she wanna be with Kells

Need somewhere to stay the night, Maybach is a hotel

(Make it, make it rain, trick)

No, you be on that bullshit

Take that whole thing off, bitch, or I ain't givin' you shit

Make it clap (uh-huh), make it clap (uh-huh), make it clap (uh-huh)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]

It's Gucci

Travis Porter, yeah

Strip club anthem

East Atlanta

Zone 6

I got my bank, need to thank me

Big ups to my auntie

[?] to my plugs

To my family, do what thugs do

First I make it rain on 'em

Then they tat my name on 'em

Her and her crew dance all night

I might spend a thang on 'em (Gucci)

Bricksquad monopoly

All yo' homegirls jockin' me (squad)

All my homeboys smokin', drankin'

Everyday go out to eat

I'm very wealthy, very healthy

I'm not cocky, not at all

Very rocked up, I'm like Rocky

More money means more Versace

[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]

When I fall up in the club (in the club), it's a light show

Valet park

Stomach flat, light pole

Choppas on deck (on deck), I'm Rambo

Big chains, stacks on deck, I'm goin' ham, hoe (I am)

She serious (she serious)

I like her swag (swag)

I fuck around and buy that bitch a Louie bag (purse)

I make it, make it, make it thunderstorm (storm)

I'm Y-O-G-O-T-T-I, no ones (Yo Gotti)

Hundred dollar bills, see 'em in the sky

[?]

We make money fly

Travis Porter came up with another hit (hit)

And yo Gotti just threw out like another brick

[Verse 4: Rick Ross]

TC, I'm one trill nigga

Sean John fuck that Hilfiger

Girl, you need yo ass kicked

Why you need your hair did?

Fuckin' all them broke niggas

Now you known as free pussy

That's one thing I don't need

I just need some sweet pussy

Red and Black Camaro

Bank account on Donald Trump

Hit me on my BBM

We'll swag it out when you wanna fuck

Catch me down at Walters

Trunk full of then Converse

Rollin' in that Magic City

All they scream is one word

[Chorus]

You wanna see some ass (yeah)

I wanna see some cash (uh-huh)

Keep them dollars comin' (yeah)

And that's gon' make me dance

And that's gon' make me dance

And that's gon' make me dance (yeah)

Make it, make it rain, trick

Make it, make it rain, trick

Make it, make it rain, trick

(T-Mix, baby)

I'm I'm make it rain bitch

I'm I'm make it rain bitch

I'm I'm make it rain bitch

I'm I'm make it rain bitch

[Verse 5: T-Pain]

I'ma make it drizzle a little (drizzle a little)

You make it wiggle a little (wiggle a little)

Teddy Pain wanna get in the middle

Bounce shake move, wiggle

I'm in the club, somebody better come turn off my kill switch

Now that's you let the beat build, bitch

Round and round that pole she go

That sound she make when she hit the flo' go boom

I wanna take her to my room

Fo' sho, fo' sho' (Fo' sho, fo' sho' )

I know you know every time I come it, it's jumpin'

I'm the King of, King of Diamonds

I don't have to spend no money

What you said

[Verse 6: B.o.B]

TIP, bitch, Grand Hustle Kings, yes

We obviously poppin' and poppin'

A bottle of vodka

They probably gon' faint (They probably gon' faint)

Yeah, they probably gon' faint

Dolla for dolla, it's gon' rain

Yes, thinkin' I'ma cake for you

Maybe with monopoly money it might sprinkle

Take the panties from around yo' ankles

I'ma star so I must be spangled

Make a nigga like me say, "Thank you ma'am, you look good from this angle."

Amen, I'ma have to hit Playboy Trey up

'Cause it's all the champagne you can drink up, man

We gon' need another champagne (okay)

So bring it on back (whap whap)

Show me love, give my lap a tap

Every time I spit my rap

She just get to movin' and she can't hold back (yes)

It's B.o.B, Bobby Ray

No, you ain't just seein' thangs

That's okay to be amazed

All this [?]

Don't mean a thing

I bring the rain to clean yo' drains out

[Verse 7: Wale]

We ballin' (we ballin') (check it out)

I'ma make it rain

Straight shots, don't toast champagne

A K.O.D., a little bit of change

And these broads all know my name, hol' up

I'ma make it rain

Straight shots, don't toast champagne

Magic City, a little bit of change

And these broads all know my name, let's get it crack

One time, DC, where the city at?

If she give it to me now, she gon' give it back

I'ma need to know now, can a brother crack

Or a brother got a role like a brother act

I'm foolish, shawty

I just wanna know can we do this, shawty

Slob all on you and shawty

And I can be a hoe to yo' two lips, shawty

I'ma make it rain, trick

This a little change, trick

Henny got me spinnin' like a fuckin' hurricane, chick

DCPG where I be (yeah)

L-O-U-D air I breathe (yeah)

She like me from no hands but I'ma need her to use no teeth

Ion know you chick, you don't know me

Baby, I'ma dog so the hoes all flea

Hot whip, somethin' cold on my feet

This is not somethin' that I wrote for the queens

You just do yo' thang, chick

I'ma let you hang, chick

She say she at Magic City

And I'm David Blaine, bitch

[Verse 8: Juicy J]

Got so many bands, bitch

I stay smokin' weed, blowin' ashes

I pop champagne by the masses

I'm Juicy J with the glasses

The way she dance, I'ma fuck with her

I'ma be one of yo' customers

I'ma be tryna put nut on ya

Face as a place for a coverup

Fuck a black card, I'm all paper

Strippers know me, I'm y'all favorite

My weed be rolled up all Taylored

I get money, fuck all haters

So much gwap, too much for pockets

Any chick in me, I'ma toss 'em

When they see me throwin' them racks out

They pussy gon' be drippin' like a faucet

[Verse 9: Tyga]

Make it rain, make it rain

Weatherman, hot thunderstorm

Thunderstorm, light yellow bone

C-c-can you swim in a flood

I'm dope as fuck

That metal spoon

That evil green wrapped in balloon

I need my space, I'm on the move

Put it in my face, her ass is huge

High school, Big Booty Judy

You can sit juice on it

Act a fool, this fool rollin'

Creampie, get a scoop of it

Ugh I'm nasty

OG, I'm swag deep

Fresh with the plastic

My shirt off, blasted

Batter, batter, batter, batter

Swing your legs in the air

I'm in the maze, she float away

Undo my shades, can't help but stare

Rubberband man, bitch (take that, take that, take that, take that)

Sweep it with your hands, bitch

Watch that toke that take that (take that)

She said

[Verse 10: Lola Monroe]

Now let's get this shit straight

You won't make it hurricane 'cause I already heard of lames

Who come in the club, no money

With no honey, I don't see you

'Cause my broccoli growin'

So watch it continue like a sequel

Equal, never

She struggle with 20 on pump 6 (6)

Me, I go to Gucci and get six pairs in one trip

I'm that bitch, I'm that bitch

I tried to told you mother suckers

My ego have you wanna [?] now

Make it rain trick, make it, make it rain, trick

When you see her bounce first

Left, right, know where to aim it

Then she twerk it down and wind it up

Though whatcha came with

Throw a couple stack up on [?]

She could make you famous

[Verse 11: Ace Hood]

A to the C to the E to the H to the double O-D

That's me, fuck wit it

Any nigga move, he can meet that tool

He can catch 'bout two, tell 'em fool come get it

I ain't with the mf games

See, you got a lil' change, you comfortable

No I don't fuck round, tell a nigga duck down

I'ma make it rain, hoe

New Orleans flood flow

Used to ride a bucket

Now I'm pushin' in a Range Rove

Not 22s, 23s, 24s or 25s

Pull up in the fliest ride

26, the thinnest tires

That's just how I does it

Relate to money like cousins

We eat you people, [?]

I keep the shit 100

Yo' money smaller than Wee Man

Never reachin' my wing span

Make the bitches go pecan

Nuts for all of this D, man

Dick 'em up with that totem pole

Knock 'em out like I'm Sammy So

Make [?]

Where did all my semen go

I done made it rain, hoe

You should see a rainbow

Wait, where did all the time go

But I don't know her name though

(You wanna see some...)

Yeah