The wealthy ones like you look down. On the common folk like me. Makin' bets to what degree of fool we are. . Through your rose-coloured windows. You see yourself above us.
i make it rain on these bitches, what the fuck my niggas tryin me, kilt the other joint, mayne that was fucked up, fabo in dis bitch and im richer then richerd pryer, if yo girl ask what happend just tell her that im higher, i make it rain on all yall hoes, so back yo bitch ass the fuck up, i put bullet in yo ass so buck up, my money is greener, my nigga im meaner... dem other hoes like my chain and my thing, and my mathafuckin pinky ring i make it rain, i make rain hoe, i make it rain, i make it rain hoe (2x).