Lil - Flip Bosses Make It Rain Lyrics

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Ohh we make it rain in the club Uh-huh
Buy out the bar This what we do man
Everythang on us
We make it rain Everyday we make it rain
We make it rain Me and gutta make it rain
We make it rain in the club
Me and my niggas everyday showin love
We make it rain
We make it rain
Cause thats what bosses do

I used to make it rain
But now your boy hurricane
As matter fact my new tennis shoes hurricanes
The all brown ones dog i keep a fresh perm
You see shorty right thurr with the long huur
I want her to give me a lapdance
That ass so fat i had to grab it with both hands
I ordered 2 bottles
And 3000 dollars
fck it ima spend it all like i hit the lotto ohh we make it
Boss like ross
With a 5 acre house
With homie for 12 years
Ive been gettin it in the south
The chain frost bite
The bentley off white
After i hit her man
Shawty cant walk right
They all know me on a first name basis
Im at the blue flame with 12 briefcases
And for these hundreds
These hoes will do the matrix
I love the strip clubs
Where they get butt naked

Ohh we make it rain in the club
Buy out the bar
Everythang on us
We make it rain
We make it rain
Ooh we make it rain in the club
Me and my niggas everyday showin love
We make it rain
We make it rain
Cause thats what bosses do

Ima make money
While you niggas making petty quotes
You can make it rain
I make it flood like a ??? boat
Money over bitches
Paper control my whereabouts
Somebody different now
Im tryin to break that new maclarin out
Hustle all year long
Nothin comes in front of that
Rap, Real Estate and work
I can make a ton with that
I cant fck with you
If our goals not common
Sense dollars comma after comma ohh we make it
Holla at my accountant
Tell her get my taxes straight
The country in recession
Im still hoppin on a jet today
Stuntin on your bitches
Like the motherfckin bird man
Roadside service
I can bring it to your curb man
Yeah you heard me
Im clean like detergent
And lookin for a head doctor a brain surgeon
Pay me in advance or im not comin
Like Pain, Wayne and Mac Mayne

I got money

I came in the door
I said it before
Bitch i make it pacman jones on the floor
You see my ora
To keep the bitches comin back
I keep her sweatin
Like she did 300 jumpin jacks
Im known for dumpin gats
And pumpin crack daily
And if i dont know you
Its F-U pay me
I hoes crowd around me
Like im the fckin pope
I let em lick the lollipop
I cant tell em no
I keep the yellow dro
Cross brim with watermelon
You call it gettin hit
I call it getting cerebellum
From D Lm funky town we make it rain
Im blowin chains switchin lanes
Chevy lil wayne
pssy must have blended in with T-Pain
Chopped and screwed
All my women in my pimp house a dub
With flip and screw
You cant tell whats old
Now stand back
Cause ima make it rain in this ho

Outro
Well, now you know
Its what bosses do man
If you that nigga
Goin to the strip club
With 100 dollars
You really dont need to be in that bitch
You really need to put that money on your child support
Becasue its fcked up
You ridin in a motherfckin Benz
And your little kid wearin thrift clothes
You know what im sayin
From the thrift store and shit
That shit aint cool my nigga ohh we make it
If you a boss
Make it motherfckin rain
Make it hurricane
Make that bitch katrina
Then make that bitch hurricane ike
Turn off everybody lights
Im out