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Jim Jones - weatherman (ft. lil wayne stack bundles)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stack Bundles
Stack Bundles
Vocals
Jim Jones
Jim Jones
Vocals
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rayquon Elliott
Rayquon Elliott
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Jim Jones
Jim Jones
Songwriter
Quinton Johnson
Quinton Johnson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Arnold Mischkulnig
Arnold Mischkulnig
Mastering Engineer
Cliff Cultreri
Cliff Cultreri
Mastering Engineer
Eric "Ibo" Butler
Eric "Ibo" Butler
Recording Engineer
Eric Jensen
Eric Jensen
Recording Engineer
Jim Jones
Jim Jones
Executive Producer
Quinton Johnson
Quinton Johnson
Producer
Ryan West
Ryan West
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

This is 9 Tre news I'm Jimmy Jones here with your weather We apologize for the drought all week But it looks like thunderstorms all weekend We fittin' to make it rain on you motherfuckers Look weatherman with that money I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that paper I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that kitty I make it rain on 'em I make it rain on 'em, I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that money I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that paper I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that kitty I make it rain on 'em I make it rain on 'em, I make it rain on 'em I'm Rick James I'm rich bitch is what I tell 'em Just left the bank I took 50 from the teller I'm fittin' to make it rain so getchu an umbrella We also make it snow we cocaine gram sellers Ballin' gettin' high throwin' dolla's from the sky Big refer cloud got in storming inside Foreign outside I'm usually foreign when I drive A buck sixty feels like you soaring in the sky Blowing money on the liquor At the strip joint blowing money on the bitches We standin' on the bar throwing money like a pitcher But nigga I ain't slippin' got a fully-loaded trigga And that can cause a heatwave that mean you diggin' you a deep grave Nigga's jump yo ass have 'em missin' you for 3 days Cam says that this nigga's a sucker So that mean that this nigga's a sucker, ya heard that? I'm the weatherman with that money I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that paper I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that kitty I make it rain on 'em I make it rain on 'em, I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that money I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that paper I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that kitty I make it rain on 'em I make it rain on 'em, I make it rain on 'em Wezzy fuckin' baby, get 'em a leash Young money Dip set, you betta believe That gun got me walking like I got irregular knees I be all over the bread like sesame seeds Automatic with the money like Reggi for 3 Big birds no Sesame Street, bitch I'm to clean they ain't messin' with me I'm just trying to see my decimals speak These niggaz just lighter then some good shit to me These niggaz sweet like a taheshin' treat They say I'm full of hot air then I release the heat Split a nigga from his teeth to feet Know what I'm talkin' about, know what I mean like keep the sneaks I go dolla for dolla, week for week And Bird man said you niggaz is bitches So that mean you niggaz is bitches, and me? I'm the weatherman with that money I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that paper I make it rain on 'em Still ballin' after the hundred K I'm the weatherman with that money I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that money I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that paper I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that kitty I make it rain on 'em I make it rain on 'em, I make it rain on 'em Look, nuffin' changed I'm still ballin' like I'm 'spose to be Shot callin' like I'm 'spose to be, I spoil her like she close to me Find something bad bag her like groceries Lifestyles like Six Flags I'm roller-coasterlly Pockets full of kitty, these niggaz ain't gettin' money like I was I make it rain on 'em, they callin' scattered showers I'm the motherfuckin' weatherman Tornado money can't fit it in a rubber band Check tha news It's goin' be a cloudy forecast And when I move a couple goons in that R Class She want a Dough boy nigga that do numbers A smile like lightning and a ass like thunder I shows out and the whores all love it And when it stop drizzlin' the floors all flooded In one night blew bezzle on charm money Fuck it it's nothin' I'm still spendin' Desert Storm money Weatherman with that money I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that paper I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that kitty I make it rain on 'em I make it rain on 'em, I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that money I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that paper I make it rain on 'em Weatherman with that kitty I make it rain on 'em I make it rain on 'em, I make it rain on 'em
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Joseph Jones, Rayquon M. Elliott, Quinton Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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