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Imma make it rain on these niggas
(Rain)
Imma make it rain on these hoes
(Hoe, hoe)
I'm so fly getting rich
(Rich)
Money coming going like a bitch

takarada bucks
Make it rain
Make it rain in this bihhh
Courtesy of Takarada syndicate
So unless you inquirin
About my checkin
I can really care less
About

like it's scarface
Watch her bus down a line of the cocaine she make me feel like I'm Tony
Got bars like I'm Coney these bitches be foney
If i wasn't

BUILDING HOUSES WITH THE GRANDS I HOOVER MANSA MUSA

LIIVNG WRONG, I ASK FOR JESUS, SPIT MY SONG IN LARGE ARENAS
POCKETS FAT, CALL ME FAT JOE, THE DON

on the scene, it's Whitty
Ass so fat it's busting out the seams
I keep a fresh white T they call me Mr. Clean
My reality foreal is the shit that you dream
I go by

All Around the World

Terror Squad

Terror Squad

1999

right now, pick up a pound
Enjoy and lounge with style, y'all know my name by now

[ chorus ]

[ outro: fat joe ]
No doubt
Cuban link, baby
'99
Terror

a friend
Well there's no guessing yet which diver has the Bens
Just make it up. Just make it up.

The stranger Italian straightens up his suit
We actually

suck (woo, woo)
I-I-I do this shit for fun
You pussies are fucking bums
I-I-I am bright like the sun
Choppa shoot down, make it fucking burn (grrt bow)

The ones that are outlawed worse than Reno Raines/
and make the average Joe on the street demand cleaner trains/
The ones whose history ya'll want to erase/

Verse

Ok, ok drop it down low if you're a real one
I'm a king but I still live in the queendom
Don't wanna make a hundred million I just wanna make

on my Dick she throwing it back, Shawty so fat she making it clap
I'm a goat and you know that's a fact, Niggas talk shit but really can't rap
I got

Pop That

Lil Wayne

Dedication 4

2012

twerkin' wit'?
Throw it, bust it open, show me what you twerk wit'?
Ass so fat, need a lap dance
I'm in that white ghost chasin' Pac-Man
Hundred out

How we riding looking clean
Chilling so mean
With my team
Stood up on the scene
And what do you mean
They be asking Ty
Why you sell it by the bundle?

for peace 
A sanctuary from the raging streets 
Breaking free / make believe 
November second 83’ 
DMT in the space between 
Taste like DNA is clean

Like a phone I make it ring
See I'm bald like Mr. Clean
Coretta Scott let me be your king
See I'm banging on her walls
Till the cops come out
See it's

joe gonna joe make it rain 
gonna make it rain make it rain
ganhando nesse jogo tipo rain man
uprise no topo mano gang gang
uprise no topo mano gang

to all my haters)

All we do is stunt and blow the paper
The paper
The balling make a hater wanna hate us
The haters
Can't take it when they see the money

nonchalance 
 
Trynna make up for everything 
I never had 
I ain’t made it out 
But you know I still get the bag 
Forget the name 
I’m trynna put my mental

There is a mill, an ancient one
Brown with rain, and dry with sun
The miller's house is joined with it
And in July the swallows flit
To and fro, in

it no more I make it rain 
She feeling my dick 
We both have came
Cream pie 

I'm stroking i'm stroking I'm stroking 
That kitty cat 
Cat
It's fat

to twerk it like Megan Thee Stallion
Bend it over baby, have some fun
Me and Marcus make it rain like a thunderstorm
Casamigos with the girls, what you do

It Don't Stop

Too Short

Shorty the Pimp

1992

tapes hit the store, they sell so quick
You can tell by my big fat royalty check
It's just a Dangerous thing when I'm on the mic
And the local police

feel it all around you
I go into a soundproof booth and change flows
Track the strange hoes wit headwraps and Bangols
Hip-hop is gettin strangled by this

Japan they call me Godzilla
Up in Africa, King Kong gorilla

Don't make me, don't make me put this foot up your ass
(Don't do it)
Don't make me, don't