Rainin' Money (prod. by The FANS)
Album: Mr. Flat Top
By: Future the Artist
By: Future the Artist
Duration
3:24
Genres
Description
http://www.goodmusicallday.com/blog/2011/10/24/future-rainin-money-produced-by-the-fans-gmad-exclusive/ "Future the Artist has made a name for himself in the college market and online music scene. His first single Ballin has almost 10,000 downloads on GMAD and this is another classic hit.... Gotta love his flow and style on this song and between this and Ballin, I would say Future is here to stay" Currently in radio rotation on 538 Juize in the Netherlands http://gemist.fm/43514
Lyrics
Intro Future. Beats by the FANS. It's alotta gold and pink bottles being popped right now. Lazenby you called this one, another get money anthem Chorus Its raining money, hallelujah, its raining money. Amen I'm gonna go out, I'm gonna let myself get absolutely soaking wet Its raining money Verse 1 Money is the root of all money trees drop a stack and plant a seed, spout and fall like autumn leaves or winter green, it keeps me super clean shower down, I am on my Irish Springs Generous, I done made everyone around me rich It fall from the sky, can't catch all this The money keep coming just like my hits I don't give no hints, she already knew the deal when she hopped in the whip Wood grain, leather, pimp, while the moon reflect my wrist My God I'm blessed, but this don't make no sense On a Vegas trip, tossing up my chips This track it go so G tho, so I aint gotta say no homo Got money let me hear you go loco Chorus Verse 2 "Weatherman, weatherman, tell me what the weather is" "Fyütch, its looking sunny with a chance of dead presidents" I say how that is? He say he don't know So I'll just go with it, just go with the flow My cup it overfloweth, I'm reaping that I'm sowing The irony of my luxury is that money wasn't my motive Just take care of my folks', be humble and stay focused Love what I do for a living and tell the doubters get off my scrotum Money for the Lotus, money for these Jordans Money for this ounce that I just bought cuz I'ma smoke it This track it go so G tho, so I aint gotta say no homo Got money let me hear you go loco Chorus Verse 3 Forget a stage, me and Lazenby we touring banks Out in Europe blowing Euros and Swiss Francs Louis duffle bag where I keep the hustle stash So much money coming in I need a Louis dam I can't complain, some folk don't like the rain But I love the sound of falling money hitting my window pain I swear I must've died broke and woke up Born Again Fly as hell, living well, stacking Benjamins And I aint have to sell my soul or make no deal with Satan If I can do it then you can to, look at how much money I'm making This track it go so G tho, so I aint gotta say no homo Got money let me hear you go loco Chorus x2
