You wanna see some ass (yeah)
I wanna see some cash (it's the President)
Keep them dollars comin'
And that's gon' make me dance (remix)
You wanna see me tip
I wanna see you strip
Make that pussy work
Make me work them hips

Make it clap, bitch
Make it, make it rain, trick
Make it clap, bitch
Make it, make it rain, trick
Make it clap, bitch
Make it, make it rain, trick
Make it clap, bitch
(It's the-it's the remix)

[Verse 1: R. Kelly]
It's rainin', it's pourin' like it ain't no roof
Got me on y'all camera phone while I'm fucked up off that Goose
I'ma stand up on these couches
Rain while they watchin'
And let these bitches know I got a bank in my pocket
'Cause I don't give a damn, I'm gettin' fucked up tonight (tonight)
Let these bitches know it's gon' be rainstorms tonight (tonight)
Ma, I'ma buy that ass, I'ma ride that
Ciroc, pineapple, cranberry, mama, try that
She throwin' ass so fast, I can't even catch it
(Go slow motion) so I can make it rain, bitch
Tryna cop my flow but it's too fast for yo' brain
And them haters tryna catch me but my flow be switchin' lanes
Shoot my flow and hit my target like I'm on a range
And them popos never catch me 'cause my flow is on a plane
Got a whole team, DNE
Y'all know that's much respect
Them mf bootleggin' the shit I ain't even wrote yet
Make it clap, bitch
Make it, make it rain, trick
Make it clap, bitch
Make it, make it rain, trick
Make it clap, bitch
Make it, make it rain, trick
Make it clap, bitch
(It's the-it's the remix)

And she comin' down that pole like she own that mf
Soon as this hit club closed
I'm be on that mf
'cause she wanna be with Kells
Need somewhere to stay the night, Maybach is a hotel
(Make it, make it rain, trick)
No, you be on that bullshit
Take that whole thing off, bitch, or I ain't givin' you shit
Make it clap (uh-huh), make it clap (uh-huh), make it clap (uh-huh)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
It's Gucci
Travis Porter, yeah
Strip club anthem
East Atlanta
Zone 6
I got my bank, need to thank me
Big ups to my auntie
[?] to my plugs
To my family, do what thugs do
First I make it rain on 'em
Then they tat my name on 'em
Her and her [?] dance all night
I might spend a thang on 'em (Gucci)
Bricksquad monopoly
All yo' homegirls jockin' me (squad)
All my homeboys smokin', drankin'
Everyday go out to eat
I'm very wealthy, very healthy
I'm not cocky, not at all
Very rocked up, I'm like [?]
More money means more Versace
[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]
When I fall up in the club (in the club), it's a light show
Valet park
Stomach flat, light pole
Choppas on deck (on deck), I'm Rambo
Big chains, stacks on deck, I'm goin' ham, hoe (I am)
She serious (she serious)
I like her swag (swag)
I fuck around and buy that bitch a Louie bag (purse)
I make it, make it, make it thunderstorm (storm)
I'm Y-O-G-O-T-T-I, no ones (Yo Gotti)
Hundred dollar bills, see 'em in the sky
[?]
We make money fly
Travis Porter came up with another hit (hit)
And yo Gotti just threw out like another brick

[Verse 4: Rick Ross]
TC, I'm one trill n***a
Sean John fuck that Hilfiger
Girl, you need yo ass kicked
Why you need your hair did?
Fuckin' all them broke n***as
Now you known as free pussy
That's one thing I don't need
I just need some sweet pussy
Red and Black Camaro
Bank account on Donald Trump
Hit me on my BBM
We'll swag it out when you wanna fuck
Catch me down at Walters
Trunk full of then Converse
Rollin' in that Magic City
All they scream is one word
[Chorus]
You wanna see some ass (yeah)
I wanna see some cash (uh-huh)
Keep them dollars comin' (yeah)
And that's gon' make me dance
And that's gon' make me dance
And that's gon' make me dance (yeah)
Make it, make it rain, trick
Make it, make it rain, trick
Make it, make it rain, trick
(T-Mix, baby)
I'm I'm make it rain bitch
I'm I'm make it rain bitch
I'm I'm make it rain bitch
I'm I'm make it rain bitch

[Verse 5: T-Pain]
I'ma make it drizzle a little (drizzle a little)
You make it wiggle a little (wiggle a little)
Teddy Pain wanna get in the middle
[?] move, wiggle
I'm in the club, somebody better come turn off my kill switch
Now that's you let the beat build, bitch
Round and round that pole she go
That sound she make when she hit the flo' go boom
I wanna take her to my room
Fo' sho, fo' sho' (Fo' sho, fo' sho' )
I know you know every time I come it, it's jumpin'
I'm the King of, King of Diamonds
I don't have to spend no money
What you said

[Verse 6: B.o.B]
TIP, bitch, Grand Hustle Kings, yes
We obviously poppin' and poppin'
A bottle of vodka
They probably gon' faint (They probably gon' faint)
Yeah, they probably gon' faint
Dolla for dolla, it's gon' rain
Yes, thinkin' I'ma cake for you
Maybe with monopoly money it might sprinkle
Take the panties from around yo' ankles
I'ma star so I must be spangled
Make a n***a like me say, "Thank you ma'am, you look good from this angle."
Amen, I'ma have to hit Playboy Trey up
'Cause it's all the champagne you can drink up, man
We gon' need another champagne (okay)
So bring it on back (whap whap)
Show me love, give my lap a tap
Every time I spit my rap
She just get to movin' and she can't hold back (yes)
It's B.o.B, Bobby Ray
No, you ain't just seein' thangs
That's okay to be amazed
All this [?]
Don't mean a thing
I bring the rain to clean yo' drains out

[Verse 7: Wale]
We ballin' (we ballin') (check it out)
I'ma make it rain
Straight shots, don't toast champagne
A K.O.D., a little bit of change
And these broads all know my name, hol' up
I'ma make it rain
Straight shots, don't toast champagne
Magic City, a little bit of change
And these broads all know my name, let's get it crack
One time, DC, where the city at?
If she give it to me now, she gon' give it back
I'ma need to know now, can a brother crack
Or a brother got a role like a brother act
I'm foolish, shawty
I just wanna know can we do this, shawty
Slob all on you and shawty
And I can be a hoe to yo' two lips, shawty
I'ma make it rain, trick
This a little change, trick
Henny got me spinnin' like a fuckin' hurricane, chick
DCPG where I be (yeah)
L-O-U-D air I breathe (yeah)
She like me from no hands but I'ma need her to use no teeth
Ion know you chick, you don't know me
Baby, I'ma dog so the hoes all flea
Hot whip, somethin' cold on my feet
This is not somethin' that I wrote for the queens
You just do yo' thang, chick
I'ma let you hang, chick
She say she at Magic City
And I'm David Blaine, bitch

[Verse 8: Juicy J]
Got so many bands, bitch
I stay smokin' weed, blowin' ashes
I pop champagne by the masses
I'm Juicy J with the glasses
The way she dance, I'ma fuck with her
I'ma be one of yo' customers
I'ma be tryna put nut on ya
Face as a place for a coverup
Fuck a black card, I'm all paper
Strippers know me, I'm y'all favorite
My weed be rolled up all Taylored
I get money, fuck all haters
So much gwap, too much for pockets
Any chick in me, I'ma toss 'em
When they see me throwin' them racks out
They pussy gon' be drippin' like a faucet

[Verse 9: Tyga]
Make it rain, make it rain
Weatherman, hot thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, light yellow bone
C-c-can you swim in a flood
I'm dope as fuck
That metal spoon
That evil green wrapped in balloon
I need my space, I'm on the move
Put it in my face, her ass is huge
High school, Big Booty Judy
You can sit juice on it
Act a fool, this fool rollin'
Creampie, get a scoop of it
Ugh I'm nasty
OG, I'm swag deep
Fresh with the plastic
My shirt off, blasted
Batter, batter, batter, batter
Swing your legs in the air
I'm in the maze, she float away
Undo my shades, can't help but stare
Rubberband man, bitch (take that, take that, take that, take that)
Sweep it with your hands, bitch
Watch that toke that take that (take that)
She said

[Verse 10: Lola Monroe]
Now let's get this shit straight
You won't make it hurricane 'cause I already heard of lames
Who come in the club, no money
With no honey, I don't see you
'Cause my broccoli growin'
So watch it continue like a sequel
Equal, never
She struggle with 20 on pump 6 (6)
Me, I go to Gucci and get six pairs in one trip
I'm that bitch, I'm that bitch
I tried to told you mother suckers
My ego have you wanna [?] now
Make it rain trick, make it, make it rain, trick
When you see her bounce first
Left, right, know where to aim it
Then she twerk it down and wind it up
Though whatcha came with
Throw a couple stack up on [?]
She could make you famous

[Verse 11: Ace Hood]
A to the C to the E to the H to the double O-D
That's me, fuck wit it
Any n***a move, he can meet that tool
He can catch 'bout two, tell 'em fool come get it
I ain't with the mf games
See, you got a lil' change, you comfortable
No I don't fuck round, tell a n***a duck down
I'ma make it rain, hoe
New Orleans flood flow
Used to ride a bucket
Now I'm pushin' in a Range Rove
Not 22s, 23s, 24s or 25s
Pull up in the fliest ride
26, the thinnest tires
That's just how I does it
Relate to money like cousins
We eat you people, [?]
I keep the shit 100
Yo' money smaller than Wee Man
Never reachin' my wing span
Make the bitches go pecan
Nuts for all of this D, man
Dick 'em up with that totem pole
Knock 'em out like I'm Sammy So
Make [?]
Where did all my semen go
I done made it rain, hoe
You should see a rainbow
Wait, where did all the time go
But I don't know her name though

(You wanna see some...)
Yeah