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Vince Staples

Genres: Hip-Hop

Rain Come Down Lyrics - Vince Staples

When the sun go down 

When the jay go 'round 

In the middle of the night 

Bet your girl goes down 

 

Rain come down 

Rain come down 

Rain come down 

Rain come down 

Rain come down 

Rain come down 

Rain come down (and the rain) 

Rain come down 

Get your man laid down 

You don't know, know, know, know, know, know 

Know, know, know, know, know, know 

(Rain come down) 

Know, know, know, know, know, know, know 

(Rain, rain, rain) 

Know, know, know, know, know, know, know 

Rain come down 

 

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I'm the man, ten toes in the street 

I'm the blood on the leaves, I'm the nose in the Sphinx 

Where I'm from we don't go to police 

Where I'm from we don't run, we just roll with the heat 

I'm the back of the bus, take a seat 

Take a ride on the side where we die in the street 

And the cops don't come for some weeks 

No, the cops don't come for some weeks 

Ride in the drop top, son, why think? 

Might get JFK'd, hope not I prayeth 

If so, ain't no thang to a G 

I feel just like Snoop on Andre Day 

I run North Side of the beach 

Run these streets like Ali Bomaye 

I'm Lou' Bourgeois on the beat 

Best bet, try not to compete 

 

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When the sun go down 

When the jay go 'round 

In the middle of the night 

Bet your girl goes down 

Rain come down 

 

I'm the man, ten toes in the street 

I'm the blood on the leaves, I'm the nose in the Sphinx 

Where I'm from we don't go to police 

Where I'm from we don't run, we just roll with the heat 

I'm the back of the bus, take a seat 

Take a ride on the side where we die in the street 

And the cops don't come for some weeks 

No, the cops don't come for some weeks 

Ride in the drop top, son, why think? 

Might get JFK'd, hope not, I prayeth 

If so, ain't no thang to a G 

I feel just like Snoop on Dre day 

I run North Side of the beach 

Run these streets like Ali Bomaye 

I'm Lou' Bourgeois on the beat 

Best bet, try not to compete 

 

When the sun go down 

When the jay go 'round 

In the middle of the night 

Bet your girl goes down 

Rain come down 

 

Rain come down 

Rain come down 

Rain come down 

Rain come down 

Rain come down 

Rain come down 

(And the rain) 

Rain come down 

Get your main laid down 

 

Paid a pretty penny for my peace of mind 

Never need a girl to love me, I just need the fire 

On prison time, don't be tripping on a text back 

In another world, Cover Girl, but her chest flat 

Toothpaste spread in the CLR 

Or, I think it was for Wayne 

Can't remember springing for it, bring it on the plane 

Long flights playing with my brain 

Long nights, long summers we in Spain 

Call Ca-lal-lane 

She getting naked undercover's for the fame 

She don't wanna be another what's-her-name 

Brown skin, blonde brain, Etta James 

Make it rain, in the club 

Don't you dream on how it feel to be in love? 

What, you drunk? You need a bus? 

Don't drown in the brown, just drown in the sound 

 

When the sun go down 

When the jay go 'round 

In the middle of the night 

Bet your girl goes down 

Rain come down 

 

Rain come down 

Rain come down 

Rain come down 

Rain come down 

Rain come down 

Rain come down 

(And the rain) 

Rain come down 

Get your main laid down 

No, no, no, no, no, no, no 

No, no, no, no, no, no, no 

(Rain come down) 

No, no, no, no, no, no, no 

No, no, no, no, no, no, no 

(Rain come down) 

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