Fat Joe Feat. R. Kelly, T.I., Lil Wayne, Baby & Rick Ross - Make It Rain (REMIX)


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dj_dee's picture

I'd like to believe this is

I'd like to believe this is a promo single, no dj. If its not i'm gonna be hot!

G-G-G-G You know what it is nigga!!

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someone wanna get the lyrics

someone wanna get the lyrics for this
it would be greatly appreciated

respect

hotChoklat's picture

ya

gimme a sec

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make it rain lyrics

still a rough cut, ill make changes when i have time. atm this is all good cept for T.I. There is some ish in kelz verse that he doesnt say. Please try n leave comments about the song above or not as a reply to this cos i cant edit it otherwise.

[Kelz]
roxannnnne
wooooh
kelz bitches
you dont haveta turn off the red light
im in the building

[Fat Joe]
aaooowwww
remix
scotty

[weezy]
cheya

(Hook)
yeah
im in this business of terror
got a handful of stacks better grab an umbrella
i make it rain i make it rain {x2}
{make it rain on them hoes
i make it rain i make it rain }x4
make it rain on them hoes

[R. Kelly]
i be drillin these chicks like major payne
when i make it rain, shes like kelz do it again (piss again)
from the club to the pool and inside my gates
up in my bedroom screamin each other's name
they was purdy purdy
and i was flirty flirty
lil dro lil bug now they gettin dirty dirty
dont ax me what my name is
stupid bitch im famous
you gonna make me aim this
leave yo ass brainless
im tryin to stay rnb
but theses streets is a part of me (he says as he grabs his balls to reach a falsetto)
so dont get it twisted (but he gets respect for that line)
you see i order one bottle
and i fuck with one model
then i order more bottles
now i got more models!
im from that city where them n*ggas dont play me
i take a chick to my room like tease me
so ask your girlfriend my name
i bet she goes keyz keyz keyz keyz weatherman bout to make it rain (a golden shower on them hoes)

[Weezy]
bluq bluq bluq bluq (gun sound)
hey joe lemme get em
its 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 raaaain on ya
he never make it rain
like southern california
where's ya umbrella
now get ya raincoat
baby i make it flooood
now you gon need a boat

[Baby]
...100
fresh 2 def on em
we give money on em
stay fly 25 when we ride on em
alligator suedes
hustle wit tha blade
everytime you see me bitch know i look paid
stay shy rockin gucci in the bentley
white rolls for ma broad on them 23s
goin to the club
nigga in a new fleet, all red doors up doing it like a real G

[T.I.] (i got no fuckin clue man gimme a bit to break this shit down)
see me n crakk in the club flossing
40 cal in my jacket 20 stacks in my jeans
real boss niggas do real boss things
we bought that shit you just talking
you understand what im sayin
my whip my go?
(talks shit about how rich and good he is - only cos i cant get him word for word)
big glock i carry make a real big boom
make a move like a young tycoon
come through like a young typhoon
category 3 dont be categorying me n*igga like you get a better salary than me
that bitch king numero uno
i flood pussy club thats the only stripper you know

[Ace]
Ace missy get all the hoes
finna teach them shit they wanna know
like fuck that pussyass 9-4 girl
make that bucket a pot of gold
it aint no money like hustle money
it aint no bitch like a hustle bunny
aint no bitch gettin none of my money
this why the money got a clip to protect it from me
she gotta ride for the A
pop for the A
do it for the minute and be out for the day
pop the metal lookin hot in stillettos
leather
rock on the bezel in the trigger finger
baddest bitch in the ghetto my spanish trina
talk shit to a nigga with the glamour blinged up
when i see gotta have her and im give her one of these in the back of the team truck

bridge
make it rain, make it rain, make it rain make it rain (on and on)

[Ross]
I be reppin my city
blowin 100s and fiftys
if they head right
we get there every night
joey i was listenin
pullin up spinnin rims
time to spend some dividends
my money they swimmin in
im the boss (echo)
im the mayor
we make it rain
on these haters
get yo umbrella fella
cos we blowin hella cheddar
im the nigga that ya scared of
no1 can do it better

[Crakk!]
joe crakk early 80s
crack baby momma paid me
made back my mercedes
work that pop it baby
them purdy ladies
you drive me crazzy
them skies is hazy
i drive like 80
someone tell mr. bentley
to get his umbrella
katrina not
its just the one fella
who got dumb cheddar
and need a brain surgeon
got me a designated thrower
cos my hands hurtin (ouch)
i make it rain
its coca bitch
its not a game
them vatos locos rich
aint nothing worng with wantin a little happy endin
and we dont need a hotel
we parkin lot pimpin

instead of: i take a chick

instead of:
i take a chick to my room like tease me
its:
i take a chick to my room like cave men

instead of:
i bet she goes keyz keyz keyz keyz
its:
i bet she goes skeet skeet skeet skeet

hotChoklat's picture

geeeez

dude i aint disagreeing with the corrections but i asked you to NOT reply to the lyrics comment cos now i cant change it!!

Danimal101's picture

R kelly real nice in this

R kelly real nice in this

changes in ti's part

THESE ARE LITTLE CHANGES THAT NEED TO BE MADE

T.I.’S PART
see me n crakk in the club flossing
40 cal in my jacket 20 stacks in my jeans
real boss niggas do real boss things
we bought that shit you just talking
you understand what im sayin
i whip my go?
(Dont know what he is saying here)
big glock i carry make a real big boom
make a move like a young tycoon
come through like a young typhoon
category 3 dont be categorying me n*igga like you get a better salary than me i
ay clap your hannds kings numero uno
i flood pussy clubs thats any stripper you know

Posted to

Posted to OHHLA.com

Whoo!!!!!!!
Roxanne, (Its Khals bitches! Owww!) You don't have to turn off your red light...

[Fat Joe]
Static!
Let's make it rain on these niggaz (Remix!)

[Lil Wayne]
[Hook]
Yeah, I'm in this bitch with the terror
Gotta handful of stacks, better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain (Remix!)
I'm in this bitch with the terror (We back! Let's go!)
Gotta handful of stacks, better grab an umbrella
I make it rain, I make it rain I make it rain on them hoes
I make it rain, I make it rain (Remix! Remix! We back!)
I make it rain, I make it rain on them hoes

[R. Kelly]
If you 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 getting' dirty dirty
Don't ax me what my name is, stupid bitch I'm famous
You gon' make me aim this
Leave your ass 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 fuck with one model
Then I order more bottles, now I got more models
I'm from that city where them niggaz don't play mayn
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!"

[Hook]

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

[Hook]

[T.I.]
Come see me & Crack, in the club flossin'
.40 cal in my jacket, 20 stacks in my jeans
No, real boss niggaz do real boss things
We bout that shit, you just talkin'
Young Sam Rothstein, how with my goons
In the S430 down the strip I zoom
Gonna drop it day real but I feel like Joe
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-ing me nigga
Like you can get a better salary than me
El capitan, game Numero Uno
I flood pussy clubs, ask any stripper you know

[Ace Mack]
Ace mizzy get all the hoes
Finna teach them shit they want to know
Like fuck that pussy ass 9-4 girl
Make that bucket a pot of gold
It ain't no money like custom money
It ain't no bitch like a hustle bunny
Ain't no bitch gettin' none of my money
That why the money gotta clip --- to protect it from me
She gotta ride for the A, pop 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 bitch of the ghetto, my Spanish Trina
Talk shit to a nigga with the 'blama beamed up
When I see her gotta handle my business
I gotta give her one of these in the back of the team truck

[Hook]

[Rick Ross]
3:05 in Mi-yayo
Hey Khal, call Joe up
Let him know I'm bout to roll up
I just ran outta money
I need to borrow 50 thousand cash
Come through baby, make it rain
E class on the way to you
Gotta a hundred grand for you
Triple Cs
Oh yeah it's the remix
I be reppin my city
Blowin hundreds and fiftys
If the head right, Ricky there every night
Joey I was listenin'
Uh, pullin up, spinnin' rims
Time to spend some dividends
My money they swimmin' in
Ross, I'm a boss (I'm a boss) I'm the mayor (I'm the mayor)
Make it rain (Make it rain!) on these haters (on these haters!)
Get your umbrella fella, cause we blowin'
hella chedda, I'm the nigga that you scared of
Cause no one can do it better

[Fat Joe]
Joe Crack
Early 80s crack baby mommas paid me
Maybach, fly Mercedes
Birth that, drop it baby
Them perty ladies, they drive me crazy
Them skies is hazy, I'm pop like 80
Someone tell Mr. Bentley to bring his umbrella
Katrina not, its just the one fella
Who got dumb chedda, and need a brain surgeon
Got me a designated thower, cause my hand's hurtin'
I make it rain, it's coca bitch
It's not a game, them vatos locos rich
Ain't nothing wrong with wanting a happy ending
And we don't need a hotel, we park in lot pimpin'
Bitch!

[Hook]

the one line in the middle is ..

Come see me & Crack, in the club flossin'
.40 cal in my jacket, 20 stacks in my jeans
No, real boss niggaz do real boss things
We bout that shit, you just talkin'
Young Sam Rothstein, how with my goons
In the 430 down the strip I zoom
It'll 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-ing me nigga
Like you can get a better salary than me
El capitan, game Numero Uno
I flood pussy clubs, ask any stripper you know