LYRICS BELOW | | | | | | | VVVVVV FOLLOW @TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold Remix to Make It Rain - Travis Porter LYRICS: Imma make it rain, betta yet I make it thunda I know the block is hot but we make it snow in the summer roll up drop the top, high as fu*k boy wonder boy I leave a crack in yo head, call you plumber I'm a beast, no I'm not, more like, Godzilla Know everything we rollin' up, fat as pillars man, twisten' up inferno write the thoughts out in the journal eyes sittin' low, this high feel eternal I'm a beast in the sheets ask yo girl she a freak she want me to make it rain so I'm throwin 20's to the beat she bouncin' them cheeks up and down for me Goldie don't play about his money, yall niggas think its funny, (aha) but yall aint shit to me I've done nada, but keep up the stamina Thor to the pussy, I beat it like hammers I jam it, I cram her, she asked where my manners I'm creepin' and sleeping and eating the beef you are meeting the chief I'm the king on the streets mission complete and my word is elite Gold and my moneys my name without G and all of you foneys cannot compete cause I'm quicker and slicker you couldn't be swifter i count on you quitters, and more of you critics yall critters aren't getting our mission talk shit and you'll loose your existence spit inferno like high speed collisions I've finally risen I'm high as a griffon lighting the wicked like the sky just went ...
Thursday, 28 February 2013
Lil Gold- Make It Rain (Remix) w/ Lyrics | Enjoy
Lil Gold- Make It Rain (Remix) w/ Lyrics | Enjoy Video Clips. Duration : 2.07 Mins.
LYRICS BELOW | | | | | | | VVVVVV FOLLOW @TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold Remix to Make It Rain - Travis Porter LYRICS: Imma make it rain, betta yet I make it thunda I know the block is hot but we make it snow in the summer roll up drop the top, high as fu*k boy wonder boy I leave a crack in yo head, call you plumber I'm a beast, no I'm not, more like, Godzilla Know everything we rollin' up, fat as pillars man, twisten' up inferno write the thoughts out in the journal eyes sittin' low, this high feel eternal I'm a beast in the sheets ask yo girl she a freak she want me to make it rain so I'm throwin 20's to the beat she bouncin' them cheeks up and down for me Goldie don't play about his money, yall niggas think its funny, (aha) but yall aint shit to me I've done nada, but keep up the stamina Thor to the pussy, I beat it like hammers I jam it, I cram her, she asked where my manners I'm creepin' and sleeping and eating the beef you are meeting the chief I'm the king on the streets mission complete and my word is elite Gold and my moneys my name without G and all of you foneys cannot compete cause I'm quicker and slicker you couldn't be swifter i count on you quitters, and more of you critics yall critters aren't getting our mission talk shit and you'll loose your existence spit inferno like high speed collisions I've finally risen I'm high as a griffon lighting the wicked like the sky just went ...
LYRICS BELOW | | | | | | | VVVVVV FOLLOW @TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold@TheLilGold Remix to Make It Rain - Travis Porter LYRICS: Imma make it rain, betta yet I make it thunda I know the block is hot but we make it snow in the summer roll up drop the top, high as fu*k boy wonder boy I leave a crack in yo head, call you plumber I'm a beast, no I'm not, more like, Godzilla Know everything we rollin' up, fat as pillars man, twisten' up inferno write the thoughts out in the journal eyes sittin' low, this high feel eternal I'm a beast in the sheets ask yo girl she a freak she want me to make it rain so I'm throwin 20's to the beat she bouncin' them cheeks up and down for me Goldie don't play about his money, yall niggas think its funny, (aha) but yall aint shit to me I've done nada, but keep up the stamina Thor to the pussy, I beat it like hammers I jam it, I cram her, she asked where my manners I'm creepin' and sleeping and eating the beef you are meeting the chief I'm the king on the streets mission complete and my word is elite Gold and my moneys my name without G and all of you foneys cannot compete cause I'm quicker and slicker you couldn't be swifter i count on you quitters, and more of you critics yall critters aren't getting our mission talk shit and you'll loose your existence spit inferno like high speed collisions I've finally risen I'm high as a griffon lighting the wicked like the sky just went ...
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