Money Showers lyrics

by

Fat Joe


[Intro: Ty Dolla Sign, Dre]
Joe Crack, Remy Ma
This is
Dolla $ign, ooh, yeah

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Understand (Yeah), they gotta understand a n*gga
Gotta run the town, every time I'm in your city (Oh, yeah)
Make 'em understand (Ah, nah-nah, nah-nah)
You know how this sh*t gon' blow whenever I'm in town (Whenever I'm in town, woah, ooh, yeah)
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a n*gga
Gotta run the town, every time I'm in your city
Make 'em understand
You know how this sh*t gon' blow whenever I'm in town (Whenever I'm in town)

[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Money showers (Ooh, yeah)
Rain
Rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers
Rain
Rain, rain, rain (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Fat Joe & Ty Dolla $ign]
10 bands for the prettiest b*tch
No hands if you really the sh*t
My n*gga Pretty Lou drop the music, he got something to say
Got her staring at the pole like Election Day (Ooh, yeah)
I make it rain on them hoes, I got that Amber vision
We in the back of the Rolls, her and Blac Chyna kissing
Give me a slice of the cake, I made it shower with dough
That's a whole lotta bread, you know it had to be Joe
Cathedral ceilings in the crib, got sinners in it
I had b*tches eating pus*y like it's dinner in it (Ooh, yeah)
No lie, see everything Gucci, we steady mobbing
Who else could turn a stripper into Tonya Harding?
(Ooh, yeah, Crack!)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Understand (Yeah), they gotta understand a n*gga
Gotta run the town, every time I'm in your city (Oh, yeah)
Make 'em understand (Ah, nah-nah, nah-nah)
You know how this sh*t gon' blow whenever I'm in town (Whenever I'm in town, woah, ooh, yeah)
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a n*gga
Gotta run the town, every time I'm in your city
Make 'em understand
You know how this sh*t gon' blow whenever I'm in town (Whenever I'm in town)

[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Money showers (Ooh, yeah)
Rain
Rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers
Rain
Rain, rain, rain (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Remy Ma, Ty Dolla $ign]
See you gotta understand I'm bad enough to take your husband
b*tch, I f*ck your man, then, give him back when I'm done, ugh
Front of my pus*y on the back of his tongue
I ain't had love for a n*gga since what happened to Pun (Ooh, yeah)
So, if he f*ck around and I don't happen to c*m
n*gga, you can be my ex, that's where I'm from
Man, these funny style b*tches, I be laughing at them
Hoes be grabbing his di*k, I be grabbing his gun (Ooh, yeah)
Walking out the court, thumbs up, John Gotti
On my '93 Biggie sh*t, bullsh*t and party
b*tch claiming she the queen, what? Not hardly
Who the f*ck gave you your crown, b*tch, Steve Harvey? (Ooh, yeah)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Understand (Yeah), they gotta understand a n*gga
Gotta run the town, every time I'm in your city (Oh, yeah)
Make 'em understand (Ah, nah-nah, nah-nah)
You know how this sh*t gon' blow whenever I'm in town (Whenever I'm in town, woah, ooh, yeah)
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a n*gga
Gotta run the town, every time I'm in your city
Make 'em understand
You know how this sh*t gon' blow whenever I'm in town (Whenever I'm in town)

[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Money showers (Ooh, yeah)
Rain
Rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers
Rain
Rain, rain, rain (Yeah)

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & Ralph Tresvant]
Rain, rain, rain
Ah, nah-nah, nah-nah
Rain, rain, rain, rain (woah, ooh, yeah)
(I don't wanna treat her cruel
But, I like honesty
So, what am I gonna do?)
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