Lyrics:
the Porsche to the
Store to get more ice under the shade
Thinking about ways to get paid
Sun's shining yo I hope it
Don't rain on our parade
Who pulls up in
until we form a plan and strategize
Waiting for them clouds to disperse so we see clearer skies
I always sense the grey's that rain on parade's
Have me
couple bucks to borrow
Basketball on Navarro before Ryan went UCLA
Used to talk about the day he'd make it to the NBA
Backyard dances damn right we kept
press play
Own hits, know they bang, when the music hit, Novacane
Godly gift that slow the pain when they know it's lit some hope it rain
On your parade
in a cafe offering home made dinners, it's good food, but your clothes come out smelling of grease I got my back to the rail at the end of the alley by
ain't tough enough
Bitch got her first thousand bucks
Must be stuffing drugs
Told TrDee, "Tag me in" we the Dudley Boys
Stop talking 'bout dimepieces
Your
whatever it takes to make sure my guys separate
Cause we not the same, bro got some aim
Ain't shit to put two in your brain
We makin' it rain, don't give
you are, we come to clear the whole affair
Bullet missed your head, I was blinded by a solar flare
Lucky you, walkin' on thin ice like a polar bear
Heard the forecast today
Rain on the way
Rain on the way
Watched the parade marching by
Out in the street
Watching with me
When every November would end
get the gat
Then you wanna chitter-chat
Now what kind of shit is that?
Strip club, shake it shake it, toss it up
Make it rain semi tucked, I let it buck
This town was built on muddy stilts
By the lunatic parade
Well, it rains like Revelations
Gonna wash these freaks away
Some girls wanna hold your
the rain
Night and day
I still wanna dance in your parade
But you change your lane
I know you now
You're lost in your own crowd, it's time to figure
your mind
Toppling over your flag of deception
The end of the road, you're going down
Paralyzed by fear, hostage state of mind
Fanfares in a parade
back, so ease off or I'll squeeze off
My clip, please don't trip, or we's gonna flip
The House Of Pain makes clouds a rains
On parades, I wear shades when
umbrella
Sky release pressure and the ground get wetter
My outfit effed up
Could'a looked fresher
But guess what?
The hell with parade day rain
niggas gone ride
One time for my real niggas (let's ride)
Two times for the game its all in your brain
Man if I had a buck for everytime I've
came in underage
I just put Patron in the pineapple
And I do the same with lemonade
Let my money flow through the air
I can make it rain on your
you better ask a
Weatherman he'll sigh and reply, "You shoulda stayed in the house"
Cause Mon is gonna rain on their parades
[Cold 187um]
Nowww,
many hoe me
It never rains in California but it does in Memphis
Niggas tripping, get tricked right out your dimension
12 on me now, but I didn't receive
that I'm gon' let it sing
Nah this one's Gervonta, so you know that I'm gon' let it ring
On MK11, I'm gon' choose that n***a rain
Rick owens all on my
I'm finna stomp that boy down, Rick Owen
Thought you could run, but which way you goin'
These bullets like rain these bullets be pouring
Give me that
rain on your parade like Kelly giving golden showers
I’ll burn you b****** like the exorcist with holy water
I’m dripping wet and PCP
Florescent blood
and the freedom right before you fell
nobody tells it like it is
they say isn't it lovely, and buck up kid
but you learn how to breathe just by doing it
how
the revolution by wearing a tech, nigga
Wake up show, still sleep, time to wake up tho
Might see me with the Mac, but it ain't make up, yo
I make up flows, cake
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