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Rain On My Parade Lyrics

E-40 – Rain On My Parade Lyrics

[Intro]
Paupa got beats, making history, on God
Cypress

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Rain, rain, rain, rain, rain
They tryna rain, rain, rain, rain, rain
Tryna rain on my parade, rain on my parade, ooh-ooh
They tryna rain on my parade, tryna rain on my parade
Rain on my parade, rain on my parade, yeah, yeah
Why they wanna play their games on me?
Why they wanna, why they hate on me?

[Verse 1: E-40]
Uhh, it's 40-ism, my ninjas
I've been doin' this since Khaleesi and dragons was baby lizards (I swear)
Professional sucka ducker, duckin' suckas
Got more game than Dave & Buster's (Dave & Buster's)
Ever since I came up outta the uterus and the placenta (What happened?)
Solid nigga, ain't never been a pretender (Uh-uh)
They got my name in they teeth like a cavity (Like a cavity)
I'm allergic to suckas like peanut allergy (Peanut allergy)
If it wasn't for the struggle, I wouldn't have bubbled and wiggled up to the top (Top)
If it wasn't for haters, I wouldn't be able to work or straight my plot (Plot)
The life I'm livin' is mannish and it's throwed like a Frisbee
Got a couple of crash dummies that'll put one in your kidney
Like Moses, gotta keep a stick (Keep a stick)
Just in case they talkin' about gettin' me over wit' (Gettin' me over wit')
Got a glue trap for the mouses (Mouses), a shovel for you snakes (Snakes)
What I say behind your back (Back), I say it to your face (Biatch)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & G-Eazy]
Rain, rain, rain, rain, rain
They tryna rain, rain, rain, rain, rain
Tryna rain on my parade, rain on my parade, ooh-ooh
They tryna rain on my parade, tryna rain on my parade
Rain on my parade, rain on my parade, yeah, yeah
Why they wanna play their games on me?
Why they wanna, why they hate on me? (Yeah, uh)

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Peel off in my 488 sports car
I grew up on My Ghetto Report Card
Yeah, and Water told me I be goin' hard
I just fill in the blank, that's my fourth bar
I soaked up the game back in '06
At my crib it's girls here and no dicks
Now, you got to go, bitch
She caught a player playin' with his nose and I told you it's no pics
Uh, it's a no-phone policy
Been givin' top since high school, he a thot-igy
Sent the pic when she thought of me
I sent a Uber to her, 20 later, she on top of me
Spend a thousand on a Chanel umbrella
She wanna be the one but got a bigger foot than Cinderella
Helicopter, Palm Springs, go and headline Coachella
If you ain't talkin' about checks then I'll vanish on you, fella
Vamoose, poof, poof

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Rain, rain, rain, rain, rain
They tryna rain, rain, rain, rain, rain
Tryna rain on my parade, rain on my parade, ooh-ooh
They tryna rain on my parade, tryna rain on my parade
Rain on my parade, rain on my parade, yeah, yeah
Why they wanna play their games on me?
Why they wanna, why they hate on me?
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Songwriters: Earl T. Stevens, Tyrone Griffin Jr., Gerald Earl Gillum
Rain On My Parade lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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