weatherman lyrics – jim jones

(feat. lil wayne, stack bundles)

[jim jones]
this is 9 tre news i’m jimmy jones here with your weather
we apologize for the drout all week but it looks like thunderstorms
all weekend. we fitting to make it rain on you motherf*ckers (ya heard me)

[chorus 2x: stack bundles]
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 (yeah)
i make it rain on ’em (yeah) i make it rain on ’em (yesir)

[jim jones]
i’m rick james i’m rich b*tch is what i tell ’em
just left the bank i took 50 from the teller (cashmoney)
i’m fitting to make it rain so get you an umbrella
we also make it snow we cocaine gram sellers (that yayo)
balling getting high dolla’s falling from the sky (balling)
big reefer cloud got in storming inside (drizzling)
foreign outside i’m usually foreign when i drive (speeding)
a buck sixty feels like you soaring in the sky
blowing money on the liqiour (twisted)
at the strip joint blowing money on the b*tches (let it rain)
we standing on the bar throwing money like a pitcher (get money)
but n*gg* i ain’t slipping got a fully-loaded trigga
and that can cause a heatwave (get you clapped haa)
that mean you digging you a deep grave
n*gg*’s jump yo *ss have ’em missing you for 3 days (where he at?)
cam says that this n*gg*’s a sucker (fareaal)
so that mean that this n*gg*’s a sucker (ya heard that? capo)

[chorus 2x: jim jones]
i’m the, weatherman with that money i make it rain on ’em (balling)
weatherman with that paper i bought a range on ’em (capo)
20 grand worth uh money i bought champagne (do it)
i make it rain on ’em (do it) make it rain on ’em (do it)

[lil wayne]
wezzy f*cking baby, get ’em a leash
young money dipset you better believe
that gun got me walking like i got irregular knees
i be all over the bread like sesomi seeds
auto-matic with the money like reggi for 3 (laughing)
big birds no sesame street, b*tch!
i’m to clean they ain’t messing with me
i’m just trying to see my decimals speak
now these n*gg*s just lighter then some good sh*t to me (ok)
these n*gg*s sweet like a taheshin treat (ok)
they say i’m full of hot air then i release the heat
split a n*gg* from his teeth to feet (d*mn)
know what i’m talking about
i’m kinda mean like keak the sneak
i go dollar for dollar, week for week (yeah)
and birdman said you n*gg*s is b*tches
so that mean you n*gg*s is b*tches, and me?

[chorus: lil wayne]
i’m the weatherman with that money i make it rain on ’em
weatherman with that paper i make it rain on ’em
still balling after the hurricane
i’m the weatherman with that money i make it rain on ’em

[chorus: stack bundles]
weatherman with that money i make it rain on ’em
weatherman with that paper i make it rain on ’em (yesir)
weatherman with that kitty i make it rain on ’em (yeah)
i make it rain on ’em (yeah) i make it rain on ’em (yeah)

[stack bundles]
look!
nothing changed i’m shot calling like i’m suppose to be
shot calling like i’m suppose to be
i spoil her like she close to me (yeah)
find something bad bag her like groceries
lifestyles like six flags i’m rollercoasterlly
pockets full of kitty, these n*gg*s ain’t getting money like i was
i make it rain on em, they calling scattered showers (what)
i’m the motherf*cking weatherman (yeah)
tornado money can’t fit it in a rubber band (naah)
check the news it’s going be a cloudy forecast (and what)
and when i move a couple goons in that r cl*ss (yesir)
she want a doughboy n*gg* that do numbers
a smile like lightning and a *ss like thunder (yeah)
i shows out and the wh*r*s all love it (love it)
and when it stop drizzling the floors all flooded (yessir)
in one night blew bezzle on charm money
f*ck it it’s nothing i’m still spending desert storm money

[chorus – stack bundles ’til fade]

/ jim jones lyrics