(feat. Bo Skaggs Nitty, Fat Joe) Ay papi, tu sabe, yo tengo (??) [Run] Got senoritas in Adidas over in Spain The Don of San Juan got 'em goin insane
make it rain, (I make it rain) I make it rain on them hoes make it rain,(I make It rain) I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain,(I make it rain)
face in, trust me Look at all the shit I be talking and no one touch me Pray and pray for my downfall, B.I.G. said it So I made it rain till it poured
[Intro - Rico Love (Fat Joe)] Hello... (Coca) Aloha... (Cribs Mania) It's Love... (Yeah) Turn the lights on! [Chorus - Pleasure P (Fat Joe)] I ain't
umbrella I make it rain, (I make it rain) I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain (I make It rain) I make it rain on them hoes I make it rain (I make
Black cats and voodoo dolls I feel a premonition That girl's gonna make me fall She'll make you take your clothes off Going dancing in the rain She'll make
they gotta do to get that cash. She a money maker, so she get dat cheese, shake it like a tamborine just like he- make it rain like Fat Joe if he aint
don't give a fuck yeah I'm gunna live it up so bring your boys an ill hit em up now pass me the mike let me rip it up yeah and you cant get drastic
thinkin that a niggaplayamade didnt know I got a muthfuckin tight fade from that Flem, or was it that Joe, or was it that Judd you know how it go all
't hear it Cause it's different from the streets, I'm missin' my hood now Missin' all the blocks, I'm surrounded by woods now It's supposed to be good
da game (Fat Joe) She says she never seen a car, with the seat in the middle, She tried to bite my chain, She thought it was some skittles, Fat Joe be
BET won't play me Still we do it B.I.G. it's all gravy It's our reality, you call it crazy But it's a darkside, it's what you made me No more Mr. Nice
m a get it for life Get it for us, get it for love, I'm a keep it alive (yeah, yeah) oh yeah (yeah, yeah) I'm a get it for life (Get it for life) Get
not music I hope you find it, ?cause he about to lose it Joey don?t do it , Joey done did it Joey keep doin? it until you?re done with it Bring ?em to
Zulu Nation, for twenty years of work Fat Joe wouldn't be on if it wasn't for Red Alert Chris Lighty, I hope the rain never ends Violator Records, now
think that I'm done, Run don't got no flow? What is you loco? I'm grande gato pa-po Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe Fo' cats on the same track got dough
it, bring it, bring it Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it Bring it,
Shit is leaning, it's to the left, it's just leaning, dribbling Like, like he gave it a bag of dugy or a bag of that Tango and Cash It's just leaning