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rain Video (MV)




Performed By: Skaiwater
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Jake Moon Hogan, Tyler Ryan Lee Jordan Brooks




Skaiwater - rain Lyrics
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4 A.M. (4 A.M.)
Choosin' up outside the club at 4 A.M
You should go with him
It's a different game
Baby girl, we in Hollywood, this ain't memory lane
Smokin' Mary Jane to ease the pain
F*ckin' 'round with lames
I must be a clown, you smilin' in my face
You're playin' in my face
You lookin' for another sign, I'm on your for you page

And I can't stop the rain from comin'
Tequila flowin'
My music bumpin', but
I can't stop the rain
Babe, tell me somethin'
'Cause you've been bluffin'
And I've been doin' the same

Yeah, wish I had all the receipts to get my time back
Yeah, you caught you a platinum bitch, like how you found that?
Yeah, make me feel so f*ckin' stupid, where yo' mind at?
Girl, I can't

So I'm back to the road (yeah)
Twin still hittin' my phone, yeah
We stick to the code
You a demon, baby
Give a f*ck what they say (say)
We just woke up in BAPE (in BAPE)
Rick Owen hoodie for my baby headtop
Ride that bitch by her braids (by her braids)
He never come outside when the light's out, we done scared him straight (straight)
Still can't stop that rain (still can't stop that)
Still can't stop that rain (still can't stop that)
Still can't stop that rain (still can't stop that)
I wanna pop that ho (pop that ho)
F*ck around, rinse my bank (mm)
Yeah, my money the same
This bitch still the same, still f*ckin' a lame (what?)
He's rockin' my shit
I gave him a pass, but just for today
If I give you my hand (give you my hand)
Do you promise to stay? (Stay)
I left bread in your room (in your room)
That shit's just for today (today)

And I can't stop the rain from comin'
Tequila flowin'
My music bumpin', but
I can't stop the rain
Babe, tell me somethin'
'Cause you've been bluffin'
And I've been doin' the same

Yeah, wish I had all the receipts to get my time back
Yeah, you caught you a platinum bitch, like how you found that?
Yeah, make me feel so f*ckin' stupid, where yo' mind at?
Girl, I can't, I can't
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English

4 A.M. (4 A.M.)
Choosin' up outside the club at 4 A.M
You should go with him
It's a different game
Baby girl, we in Hollywood, this ain't memory lane
Smokin' Mary Jane to ease the pain
F*ckin' 'round with lames
I must be a clown, you smilin' in my face
You're playin' in my face
You lookin' for another sign, I'm on your for you page

And I can't stop the rain from comin'
Tequila flowin'
My music bumpin', but
I can't stop the rain
Babe, tell me somethin'
'Cause you've been bluffin'
And I've been doin' the same

Yeah, wish I had all the receipts to get my time back
Yeah, you caught you a platinum bitch, like how you found that?
Yeah, make me feel so f*ckin' stupid, where yo' mind at?
Girl, I can't

So I'm back to the road (yeah)
Twin still hittin' my phone, yeah
We stick to the code
You a demon, baby
Give a f*ck what they say (say)
We just woke up in BAPE (in BAPE)
Rick Owen hoodie for my baby headtop
Ride that bitch by her braids (by her braids)
He never come outside when the light's out, we done scared him straight (straight)
Still can't stop that rain (still can't stop that)
Still can't stop that rain (still can't stop that)
Still can't stop that rain (still can't stop that)
I wanna pop that ho (pop that ho)
F*ck around, rinse my bank (mm)
Yeah, my money the same
This bitch still the same, still f*ckin' a lame (what?)
He's rockin' my shit
I gave him a pass, but just for today
If I give you my hand (give you my hand)
Do you promise to stay? (Stay)
I left bread in your room (in your room)
That shit's just for today (today)

And I can't stop the rain from comin'
Tequila flowin'
My music bumpin', but
I can't stop the rain
Babe, tell me somethin'
'Cause you've been bluffin'
And I've been doin' the same

Yeah, wish I had all the receipts to get my time back
Yeah, you caught you a platinum bitch, like how you found that?
Yeah, make me feel so f*ckin' stupid, where yo' mind at?
Girl, I can't, I can't
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Writer: Jake Moon Hogan, Tyler Ryan Lee Jordan Brooks
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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