Waka Flocka - Rainy Dayz Lyrics
(Verse)I look like em, I talk em,I dress like em, I smoke like emDrive cars like em, ***** hoes like em***** niggas don’t really like emBall hard like I sike emRecruitin goons, shoot good like emBoojy nigga, you ain’t really like emBad *****es got one idolMy yacht master this ice thoughPlay with me then it’s light outBad ***** pull the pipe offBeen there, we want ***** powerMy side *****, she Persian***** tight like a virginHere long got nails curvingWhen we heat them all, we splurgingPulled off, I’m spurringFive star like BirdmanSix racks, said me an Mike MarcusI’m ballin Julius ErwinBlack Cadillac’s in suburban’sBlack Cadillac’s in suburban’sThrough traffic they swervingBlack tints in lurkin(Hook)No clouds but I rain like thatI just like em, that’s why the crowd like emGet that style, screamin BSMPhantom Ghost frighteningWe need the cool of psychicThe sniper riffle shootin so longIf you ain’t dead nigga hold onThis molly juice got me so goneYou say you’re right but you’re so wrongJust like em, I wanted to be with them for so longShots fired, man downThey’re bad as hell, hold on(Verse)I got albums like em, got hitched like emI’m a boss like em, rock shows like emCritic hatin but the fans like emBroke hoes don’t really like emOpen doors like em, build labels like emSingin artists like em, got sponsors like emOwn clothing line, own a liquor store with no liquor licenseKeep a pistol on me, ***** a gun licenseOff the brain, I ain’t even write itJust like em, I’m street like emSleep on me, I’mma good night em, no need for fightinExpedite him, send him on his wayAnd supreme call me every dayFish, you will need a compliment to look like thisOG said you’ve been done being ChrisSnakes in the grass and I’m leanin through the licsYou ain’t talkin money, nigga it’s irrelevant‘Cus she’s my slut and my ***** elegantSwag I regained, throwin this in***** you blondies, I did what I meanDon’t worry bout *****, don’t worry bout WayneGot rich on swag I landI made you niggas, no offense(Hook)No clouds but I rain like thatI just like em, that’s why the crowd like emGet that style, screamin BSMPhantom Ghost frighteningWe need the cool of psychicThe sniper riffle shootin so longIf you ain’t dead nigga hold onThis molly juice got me so goneYou say you’re right but you’re so wrongJust like em, I wanted to be with them for so longShots fired, man downThey’re bad as hell, hold on
