Rain on Ya Parade by Thouxanbanfauni Lyrics
[Intro]
I'm big band
You lil' band
Lil' bitch
Big guap, big stack, big rack
(Shouts out Bans and them)
[Chorus]
Rain on your parade
Bills in the air we just throw them thangs
If it's something in the air, bring your oxygen tank
If we gassing in the air, bring your oxygen tank
The word to your bogus, I notice
Like mustard, lame ain't show biz
Like this shit in your throat, bitch I know this
And I call her lil' poke, 'cause she poking
And I don't fear anything
Bitch, if anything loathing
And the gas tank just soaking
And the gasoline just soak in
Ain't seen sunshine in a minute
Cause the gas block it from the smoking
We vampires anyway can't get love let this smoke in
Tryna fit in bitch, stop it right now all of that cloaking
And she love karaoke
I'ma hit her with hadoki
[Verse]
Yeah, I get it popping
Yeah, I get it jumping
She say everyday Wednesday
She say everyday hump day
Counting all that guap
Tuesday to Tuesday
First to the first
Lil' bitch wanna call me Yusuke
Fat ass she pretty
But she so useless
Bitch tried to seduce me
Lil' ho so clueless
Got a spirit gun, I'ma use it
Bought a milf bitch some Pumas
And the bitch got more brain
Then a Goddamn brain tumor
Sorry I'm late lil' bitch, no
I could of pulled up sooner
Smashed a thot, then leave a thot
That same hoe spread rumors
[Chorus]
Rain on your parade
Bills in the air we just throw them thangs
If it's something in the air, bring your oxygen tank
If we gassing in the air, bring your oxygen tank
Rain on your parade
Bills in the air we just throw them thangs
If it's something in the air, bring your oxygen tank
If we gassing in the air, bring your oxygen tank
The word to your bogus, I notice
Like mustard, lame niggas ain't show biz
Like this shit in your throat, bitch I know this
And I call her lil' poke, 'cause she poking
And I don't feel anything
Bitch, if anything loathing
And the gas tank just soaking
And the gasoline just soak in
Ain't seen sunshine in a minute
Cause the gas block it from the smoking
We vampires anyway can't get love let this smoke in
Tryna fit in bitch, stop it right now all of that cloaking
Stop it right now all of that cloaking
And she love karaoke
I'ma hit her with hadoki
I'm big band
You lil' band
Lil' bitch
Big guap, big stack, big rack
(Shouts out Bans and them)
[Chorus]
Rain on your parade
Bills in the air we just throw them thangs
If it's something in the air, bring your oxygen tank
If we gassing in the air, bring your oxygen tank
The word to your bogus, I notice
Like mustard, lame ain't show biz
Like this shit in your throat, bitch I know this
And I call her lil' poke, 'cause she poking
And I don't fear anything
Bitch, if anything loathing
And the gas tank just soaking
And the gasoline just soak in
Ain't seen sunshine in a minute
Cause the gas block it from the smoking
We vampires anyway can't get love let this smoke in
Tryna fit in bitch, stop it right now all of that cloaking
And she love karaoke
I'ma hit her with hadoki
[Verse]
Yeah, I get it popping
Yeah, I get it jumping
She say everyday Wednesday
She say everyday hump day
Counting all that guap
Tuesday to Tuesday
First to the first
Lil' bitch wanna call me Yusuke
Fat ass she pretty
But she so useless
Bitch tried to seduce me
Lil' ho so clueless
Got a spirit gun, I'ma use it
Bought a milf bitch some Pumas
And the bitch got more brain
Then a Goddamn brain tumor
Sorry I'm late lil' bitch, no
I could of pulled up sooner
Smashed a thot, then leave a thot
That same hoe spread rumors
[Chorus]
Rain on your parade
Bills in the air we just throw them thangs
If it's something in the air, bring your oxygen tank
If we gassing in the air, bring your oxygen tank
Rain on your parade
Bills in the air we just throw them thangs
If it's something in the air, bring your oxygen tank
If we gassing in the air, bring your oxygen tank
The word to your bogus, I notice
Like mustard, lame niggas ain't show biz
Like this shit in your throat, bitch I know this
And I call her lil' poke, 'cause she poking
And I don't feel anything
Bitch, if anything loathing
And the gas tank just soaking
And the gasoline just soak in
Ain't seen sunshine in a minute
Cause the gas block it from the smoking
We vampires anyway can't get love let this smoke in
Tryna fit in bitch, stop it right now all of that cloaking
Stop it right now all of that cloaking
And she love karaoke
I'ma hit her with hadoki