I made it rain (hahahahahaaa, hurricane cane)
I made it rain like a hurricane-cane
I made it rain ( Party… and Khalifa, man)
I made it rain (oh, f*ck!)
I made it rain
I made it rain (I made her rep the game, n***a)
Ughhh!
Khalifa papers, no cigarillos
Stuffin' your face all up in the pillow
Grabbin' you close and pullin' you nearer
Lookin' at both of us in the mirror
Pick you up, roll you 'round in the Chevy
Put this dick in your life if you let me
All of my n***as, not like them n***as
f*ck about it, how I'm gettin' dollars, my n***a
If you got a problem, gonna holla, my n***a
Young Khalifa tatted to the collar, my n***a
She swallow a n***a cause my dollars is bigger
And you know Party my n***a.
I made it rain like a hurricane-cane
I made it rain like a hurricane-cane
I made it rain
I made it rain
I made it rain
I made it rain.
Let me get into it, let you smoke a little bit
Now f*ck you better than the n***a you with
When I met you, you were innocent
Now your p***y gettin' wet soon as you mention me
Guess it was just meant to be
F*ckin' with me got me goin' way up
Slammin' in that p***y, never lay up
F*ckin' up your makeup
Make me cheese eggs when I wake up
You ain't here in need, hurry up and break up
Run around the world, I don't run games
Run into your b***h, I'ma find out her name
Let her rep the game, let her wear my chain
Let her give me brain
Soon as I put it in..
I made it rain like a hurricane-cane
I made it rain like a hurricane-cane
I made it rain
I made it rain
I made it rain
I made it rainnn.