FOR YOU
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Yeah, uh, yeah
I'ma throw a bag on you
I'ma pop tags on you
Hit the mall and spend cash on you
Put my last on you
I can't wait to brag on you
Girl, you got all that ass on you
I'ma make it rain for you
Throw it all in the air, let it fall, girl
I'ma make it rain for you
Let it sprinkle like confetti, let it land everywhere, girl
I'ma make it rain for you
Throw it all in the air, let it fall, girl
I'ma make it rain for you
Throw it all in the air, let it fall, girl
I'ma make it rain for you
I'ma call up Johnny Dang for you
Tell him he gon' have to make it rain for you
I'ma send a plane for you
Put a bow on top the Range for you
Keep it solid, it could be arranged for you
I'ma do my thing for you
I'ma do my thing, yeah
She gon' do her thing
And she gon' throw it back
Like she dancin' on the stage
By the way she made it clap, clap
Fuckin' up the mattress, know I gotta have that
I bought some new Amari jeans and
You could get you some to match, yeah
Go to black sand beaches for the weekend to relax, yeah
Wonder if your best friends know that you nasty
But I'm goin' dumb, all these hundreds I'ma thumb with ya
I'ma make it rain for you
Throw it all in the air, let it fall, girl
I'ma make it rain for you
Let it sprinkle like confetti, let it land everywhere, girl
I'ma make it rain for you
Throw it all in the air, let it fall, girl
I'ma make it rain for you
Throw it all in the air, let it fall, girl
I'ma put a bag on you
I'ma pop tags on you
Hit the mall and spend cash on you
Put my last on you
I can't wait to brag on you
Girl, you got all that ass on you
I'ma make it rain for you
I'ma take you out and show you off like a beret
You got too much class to ever fly economy
I ain't worried 'bout your past, I'm tryna see what's good today
Yes, I'm tryna see somethin', she makin' her body go dumb
She say I make her feel good like a Kid Cudi hum
Promise to die for my bitch like Master P Sunday
Had you designer on the jet, you was really on the runway
I been thankin' God for these bands like takin' back Sunday
I been tryna count it up with both hands, I can't hold it
I can give it to you now like an advance in the moment
I can't fuck with none of these hoes, they OnlyFans
Might have to put a ring on that the way she dancin' on me
Throw it all in the air, let it fall, girl
I'ma make it rain for you
Let it sprinkle like confetti, let it land everywhere, girl
I'ma make it rain for you
Throw it all in the air, let it fall, girl
I'ma make it rain for you
Throw it all in the air, let it fall, girl
I'ma put a bag on you
I'ma pop tags on you
Hit the mall and spend cash on you
Put my last on you
I can't wait to brag on you
Girl, you got all that ass on you
I'ma make it rain for you