[Intro: Jim Jones & Stack Bundles]
This is Nine Trey news
I'm Jimmy Jones here with your weather
We apologize for the drought all week
But it looks like thunderstorms all weekend
We finna make it rain on you motherfuckers, ya heard me? (Look)
[Chorus: Stack Bundles & Jim Jones]
Weather man with that money, I make it rain on 'em (Yes, sir)
Weather man with that paper, I make it rain on 'em (Yes, sir)
Weather man with that kitty, I make it rain on 'em (Sheesh)
I make it rain on 'em (Sheesh), I make it rain on 'em (Yes, sir)
Weather man with that money, I make it rain on 'em (Yes, sir)
Weather man with that paper, I make it rain on 'em (Yes, sir)
Weather man with that kitty (Uh), I make it rain on 'em (Sheesh)
I make it rain on 'em (Sheesh), I make it rain on 'em
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
I'm Rick James (Jones), "I'm rich, bitch," is what I tell her (I'm rich)
Just left the bank, I took fifty from the teller (Cash money)
I'm finna make it rain (Right), so get you an umbrella (Cover up)
We also make it snow, we cocaine gram sellers (That yayo)
Ballin', gettin' high, dollars fallin' from the sky (Ballin')
Big reefer cloud got it storming inside (Drizzlin')
Foreign outside, I'm usually foreign when I drive (Speedin')
Bet a buck sixty feels like you soaring in the sky
Blowing money on the liquor (Twisted)
We at the strip joint blowing money on the bitches (Let it rain)
We standin' on the bar throwing money like a pitcher (We get money)
But, nigga, I ain't slippin', got a fully-loaded trigger
And that can cause a heatwave (Get you clapped)
Huh, I mean, you diggin' you a deep grave
Niggas jump your ass, have 'em missin' you for three days (Where he at?)
Cam said that this nigga's a sucker (For real)
And that mean that this nigga's a sucker, ya heard that? I'm the (Capo)
This is Nine Trey news
I'm Jimmy Jones here with your weather
We apologize for the drought all week
But it looks like thunderstorms all weekend
We finna make it rain on you motherfuckers, ya heard me? (Look)
[Chorus: Stack Bundles & Jim Jones]
Weather man with that money, I make it rain on 'em (Yes, sir)
Weather man with that paper, I make it rain on 'em (Yes, sir)
Weather man with that kitty, I make it rain on 'em (Sheesh)
I make it rain on 'em (Sheesh), I make it rain on 'em (Yes, sir)
Weather man with that money, I make it rain on 'em (Yes, sir)
Weather man with that paper, I make it rain on 'em (Yes, sir)
Weather man with that kitty (Uh), I make it rain on 'em (Sheesh)
I make it rain on 'em (Sheesh), I make it rain on 'em
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
I'm Rick James (Jones), "I'm rich, bitch," is what I tell her (I'm rich)
Just left the bank, I took fifty from the teller (Cash money)
I'm finna make it rain (Right), so get you an umbrella (Cover up)
We also make it snow, we cocaine gram sellers (That yayo)
Ballin', gettin' high, dollars fallin' from the sky (Ballin')
Big reefer cloud got it storming inside (Drizzlin')
Foreign outside, I'm usually foreign when I drive (Speedin')
Bet a buck sixty feels like you soaring in the sky
Blowing money on the liquor (Twisted)
We at the strip joint blowing money on the bitches (Let it rain)
We standin' on the bar throwing money like a pitcher (We get money)
But, nigga, I ain't slippin', got a fully-loaded trigger
And that can cause a heatwave (Get you clapped)
Huh, I mean, you diggin' you a deep grave
Niggas jump your ass, have 'em missin' you for three days (Where he at?)
Cam said that this nigga's a sucker (For real)
And that mean that this nigga's a sucker, ya heard that? I'm the (Capo)
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