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When It Rains Video (MV)




Performed By: EFN CY
Length: 3:19
Written by: Timothy Chambers




EFN CY - When It Rains Lyrics




Throw the money up these bitches fall galore
Foreign spaceship coupe I push to start then soar
Got designer racks I'm drippin on the floor
When it rains it pours when it rains it pours

Foreign spaceships bitch with thick hips
Double cup me lean I sip
Ima big dog with a firm grip
I throw ones all the hoes strip that a pro tip rotel dip rotel drip
I proceed smoke good trees no good deeds yes indeed can't see me bright 3D like tv
Can't strike me chains lightning no breifhtling
Not like me
Exciting could spend a quarter nightly

Throw the money up these bitches fall galore
Foreign spaceship coupe I push to start then soar
Got designer racks I'm drippin on the floor
When it rains it pours when it rains it pours

Got free bricks half remixed cap season
No treason all reasons
Pistol in his mouth left teethin
No breathin no pleading all pleasin
No ceilings hurt feelins
Crib drillin curb peelin
Drug dealin
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Throw the money up these bitches fall galore
Foreign spaceship coupe I push to start then soar
Got designer racks I'm drippin on the floor
When it rains it pours when it rains it pours

Foreign spaceships bitch with thick hips
Double cup me lean I sip
Ima big dog with a firm grip
I throw ones all the hoes strip that a pro tip rotel dip rotel drip
I proceed smoke good trees no good deeds yes indeed can't see me bright 3D like tv
Can't strike me chains lightning no breifhtling
Not like me
Exciting could spend a quarter nightly

Throw the money up these bitches fall galore
Foreign spaceship coupe I push to start then soar
Got designer racks I'm drippin on the floor
When it rains it pours when it rains it pours

Got free bricks half remixed cap season
No treason all reasons
Pistol in his mouth left teethin
No breathin no pleading all pleasin
No ceilings hurt feelins
Crib drillin curb peelin
Drug dealin
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Writer: Timothy Chambers
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