Rain Shower Lyrics - Gucci Mane | Young Thug

Wheezy outta here
My bi**h a rich milly rocker (Yeah)
1017 for life, you know what I’m saying, no cap
No interest on it
Real ni**a shit
And this-and this is just facts

(Yeah)
Rain shower (Rain)
Rain shower (Rain)
My bi**h got more drip than your partners (Yeah, yeah)
My bi**h got Rolexes by the thousands (Rollie)
My bi**h got APs, no apologies (No apologies)
Racked up a million dollars then I iced out her (Ayy)
I turned to Austin Powers then I cocked a spur (Yeah)
Her neck on Eiffel Tower, does she [?], yes sir (Yeah)
I fu**ed ’round and put diamonds on her god damn purse (Yeah)

Plain jane, AP (Yeah)
Fu** me, babies (Ayy)
Fu** me and my friends and I’ll buy you a pink Mercedes (Skrt)
So many diamonds on my neck got me feeling lazy (Yeah)
She bought me a Rollie with baguettes, it cost a eighty (Eighty)
My bi**h can turn up on banners, yeah, yeah (Mwah)
Used to flip burglars out the cabinet, yeah, yeah (Used to flip [?])
She sucked that dick without me asking, yeah, yeah
[?] a ho with wood like a cabinet, yeah (Yeah)

Rain shower (Rain)
Rain shower (Rain)
My bi**h got more drip than your partners (Yeah, yeah)

My bi**h got Rolexes by the thousands (Rollie)
My bi**h got APs, no apologies (No apologies)
Racked up a million dollars then I iced out her (Ayy)
I turned to Austin Powers then I cocked a spur (Yeah)
Her neck on Eiffel Tower, does she [?], yes sir (Yeah)
I fu**ed ’round and put diamonds on her god damn purse (Yeah)

Rain showers (Huh)
Rain shower (Huh)
My bi**h [?] Birkins, not flowers (One [?])
My bi**h got more ice than these cowards
Like spinach, your pussy is power
Rain shower (Huh)
Rain shower (Huh)
So wet we had laid down a towel
So nasty, sweaty, that we shower
fu** doggy style so long, she growl (Grr)
She suck ’til I skeet, then I’m proud
Front desk just called up, said we loud
I was locked up, my bi**h held me down (Yeah)
Ni**a play, then I’m gon’ send him flowers

Rain showers (Rain)
Rain shower (Rain)
My bi**h got more drip than your partners (Yeah, yeah)
My bi**h got Rolexes by the thousands (Rollie)
My bi**h got APs, no apologies (No apologies)
Racked up a million dollars then I iced out her (Ayy)
I turned to Austin Powers then I cocked a spur (Yeah)
Her neck on Eiffel Tower, does she [?], yes sir (Yeah)
I fu**ed ’round and put diamonds on her god damn purse (Yeah)