Rain Dance lyrics

by

Dizzy Wright


[Verse 1: Ben J]
You got that ass clapping, that's a case dance
Like I'm Reginald ladies man!
He came in this b*tch looking like a paid man
Threw some money on that pus*y, made her rain dance
Pourin out the dankin, got the girls drinking
Girl ask me who I was, b*tch I'm famous
Smart b*tch need a chick that don't speak no English
Hardcore tied her up, b*tch like danger!
She thirsty! She no longer f*ck with no rookies
n*ggas are mad, but they don't wanna push me
Party over here, let your fools take my groupies
I'm f*cking with these blind b*tches and then he brought Snooki
I Jersey shore all these whores like the nest
I don't give a f*ck, I just give up my sex, I'm a cold n*gga
Separate me from rest, fully gang bang, then I DNG to the next!

[Hook: Ben J]
Ain't no playing hard to get girl
What's up?
f*ck her with a n*gga who don't give a f*ck
Drop it down to the floor and pick it back up
Racks in my pocket, I'm a live it up!
Rain dance, rain dance
f*ckin with a n*gga, who don't give a f*ck
Rain dance, rain dance
Stacks on the floor, girl pick it up
[Verse 2: Legacy]
Fully click, got her on that groupie sh*t
She don't really rap much, but I see the coochie spit
Club couch got them whoopy stains
Rain dancing in the pus*y and it made the pus*y rain
Keepin it G like two bops vegetarians, bop loading like they full hot
Them hoes always pop up but with you, they never with it
I be on my homer sh*t always f*cking yellow b*tches
Seen her, barely need to meet her poppin Miley, Now she rollin on the wood
Atleast it steam her, steam her hot bust a new whip, pulled out that good zip
Light a fire in the tent smoky in the wood's pits
Sour ain't as sweet but it ain't contradicting
Stripping that ass, why that ass ain't evicted
She coming for the team, on some mascot sh*t
f*ckin with the foolies and her ass got rich

[Hook: Ben J]
Ain't no playing hard to get girl
What's up?
f*ck her with a n*gga who don't give a f*ck
Drop it down to the floor and pick it back up
Racks in my pocket, I'm a live it up!
Rain dance, rain dance
f*ckin with a n*gga, who don't give a f*ck
Rain dance, rain dance
Stacks on the floor, girl pick it up
[Verse 3: Cory Gunz]
Yeah, she make you steam like something smoking
Gun-na, make it busted open
Focus, Shawty wanna come and go on
Pants saggin the belt for the money, holdin!
Cash Money, b*tch! I'm from crack city
Show off in a T-Raww rack city
Know she do it ugly, cause she that pretty
Feelin beams in the P.M. but I cat kitty
Except to me I let you see'em if she act sh*tty
Hypnotize her with the ring until she act dizzy
I got the strap with me, an some straps with me
If they're tryin' twap Drizzy where they at Trizzy
YMCMB Militia fo sure
She know the deal with the deal, so she Kosher
On to my next, ex, though it won't hurt
We the New Boyz, n*gga keep that old work

[Hook: Ben J]
Ain't no playing hard to get girl
What's up?
f*ck her with a n*gga who don't give a f*ck
Drop it down to the floor and pick it back up
Racks in my pocket, I'm a live it up!
Rain dance, rain dance
f*ckin with a n*gga, who don't give a f*ck
Rain dance, rain dance
Stacks on the floor, girl pick it up
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