TLC lyrics

[Intro]
(DARK$IDE)

[Chorus]
I make it rain, I make it rain, like TLC, I make it rain
I just hopped up in that Range, I hit the gas, I make it slang
Stuffed exotic in my backwood, b*tch, I'm high off Mary Jane
Put them hundreds in the ground, I dug a hole and made it rain (Ayy)
You ain't gang, you can't hang
Get the rollie, plain Jane
We ain't on the same thing
We ain't in the same lane
I might pull up in some black, hop out the coupe like Bruce Wayne (Ayy)
Hit the gas, the engine roar, I swear my car got mood swings (Ayy)

[Verse]
Yeah, young n*gga a king, I feel like Don Julio
Lil' mama look just like an actress, but this ain't a movie though (Ayy)
I swear the booth turn to a sauna when I'm in the studio
I'm ballin' like the NBA, I feel like Ricky Rubio
Ayy, I'm rockin' VLONE
I feel like King Kong
If it ain't 'bout no money, don't waste time to call my phone
And the weed I smoke got muscle, swear this sh*t I smoke too strong
I feel like Macaulay Culkin, b*tch, I'm juggin' all alone
Ayy, let it rain, let it rain
I'm [?] like Major Payne
I came in, I changed the game
sh*t will never be the same
I want guap, b*tch, f*ck the fame
Pull up, drop, it lost the brain
sh*t I rock, can't guess the name
TLC, I make it rain
[Chorus]
I make it rain, I make it rain, like TLC, I make it rain
I just hopped up in that Range, I hit the gas, I make it slang
Stuffed exotic in my backwood, b*tch, I'm high off Mary Jane
Put them hundreds in the ground, I dug a hole and made it rain (Ayy)
You ain't gang, you can't hang
Get the rollie, plain Jane
We ain't on the same thing
We ain't in the same lane
I might pull up in some black, hop out the coupe like Bruce Wayne (Ayy)
Hit the gas, the engine roar, I swear my car got mood swings